[u]Zanna, Jedi Temple, 11:44 GST.[/u]

Zanna stepped off the shuttle, watching Nyiss and the rest of the Sith leave heading for their own destination. She was nervous, and trying to hide it. She had never really wanted to be on the actual temple. Her place was in the ship, far from battle, in a lab where she could study her latest attempts at cracking the formula to unlocking the terrors of the mind. Still, it was Darth Nyiss' order that all Sith help capture Jedi. And one didn't disobey the orders of a Darth without inflicting terrible repercussions upon themselves. Namely, horrible, horrible death. So here she was, in the Jedi temple, hoping she wouldn't get killed by a Jedi who knew how to disable force powers and fight reasonably well. She left the main group, knowing that if she stayed with Nyiss all she would appear to be was desperate and uncertain. [i]By the Force if I survive this I'm never neglecting my combat training again.[/i] She thought fervently as she slipped away from the group into the halls of the temple, looking for any padawan survivors. 

She walked into hallways, briefly checking each Jedi(So she didn't miss any potential prisoners) and non-Force sensitives(So she doesn't get shot in the back) corpse to make sure they were actually dead. She didn't care about the Sith corpses, few that they were. If they were dead, one less enemy to worry about. If they were alive she didn't want to save them. 

She walked through the halls, her lightsaber foolishly  keeping a careful eye out for any survivors. She didn't really expect to find any, so it was a surprise when A temple guard stepped out in front of her, tightly griping his gun. Zanna froze in surprise, and the guard turned and saw him. For a moment they just stared at each other. The guard reacted first. Lifting up his gun he fired several blasts at her. There was no time to reach for her lightsaber and Zanna's reaction was more instinctive than thought out, as she saw death coming towards her.

In a move that was as natural as breathing, she fueled and covered her limbs with the Force deflecting the lasers coming at her with her bare hands, moving in a black robed blur. Before the guard could fire again she picked him up with the Force and slammed him into the ground, snapping his neck.

Zanna's heart was racing and she was breathing hard, still tense and ready to react to another attack. When no other shots were fired, she slightly relaxed, fear and adrenaline still coursing through her. 

"Well." She said aloud to herself. "That was thrilling."