Breaking the Ice

[Gar]

A surprising exclamation of passion erupts from the locker, "It is dark because the Jedi make it so!! They rampage their vendettas and civil wars across the lands of innocent lives and planets!! The Jedi are to blame for everything!! My home-world, my planet, my--" she abruptly stops there, remembering herself before completing the statement softly, painfully, "...my sister..." a dull clang of a fist feebly striking the inside of her locker rings out as she continues with a more deflated tone, "The Jedi can do whatever they please with us, can't they? Who are we to stop them? Even those brave enough to stand up to them can have their will bent at the Jedi's whim, if not cut down, rendering their choices insignificant. How can you change that which is innately set for eternal strife?! That's the thing, isn't it? My sister--" her voice breaks into bitter laughter, "--my naive, good-hearted, foolish sister--she should have known she was doomed the moment she joined ranks with the Jedi. Because it doesn't matter which side you're on, or if you're just a sorry soul caught in the crossfire, EVERYONE loses in the end!!" Her bout of rage ebbs into barely audible, anxiety-ridden gasps.