Yes, there are minors here.... and he's one of them! (No pun intended, by the way ) *Anya gets up from the floor and proceeds to a door in the back of the dojo. "Ah, I knew we had some uniforms left..." she says, looking at the piles of robes neatly folded before her. Glancing quickly at Omega, she chose one of the size and walked out of the room. "Time to see if I'm any good with the force..." The robe begins to float swiftily in Omega's direction, who is turned back to the young Padawan. When the robe is mere centimeters away from the distracted Jedi (White seems to still be taunting him) Anya raises it even more, so that it hovers over him. With one quick writs movement and all her concentration on the piece of fabric she makes it fall on Omega's head. The idea was to make it slide down his body and cover everything... But unfortunatly that doens't happen exactly... Omega gets tangled in the robe... And belatedly, Anya realizes he was already dressed! "Ooops... Next time I should actually look." Anya walks away quietly trying to hide her embarassment.