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A Wedding On Retalik: Take Two (Jak Sandrow)

Jak Sandrow

"Nobody cares for the woods anymore."
"Um, Kashyyyk is a forest planet, dominated almost entirely by the native species, called Wookiees. They resemble very shaggy, very tall canines, but don't call them that. Most of the planet's surface is covered in kilometer high trees; that is where the Wookiees live. You'll see; we should arrive in about a day or two. This ship's hyperdrive isn't all that good."

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]
 
Meter-tall trees? Perhaps Jak was exaggerating. Leyan picked up the bolt again.​
"If it's going to take that long, then maybe we can practice more."
[member="Jak Sandrow"]
 

Jak Sandrow

"Nobody cares for the woods anymore."
He gave her a look signifying he didn't believe her, but he shrugged. "Alright, if you say so." Twiddling his fingers for a couple seconds, he pulled out the hydrospanner again. "Show me again what you can do with the bolt. Start with it in your palm."

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]
 
Leyan put the bolt in the center of her open palm. She once again started to focus on it floating, her brow furrowing in concentration. Once again, it jiggled and rose a few inches in the air. It stayed a little bat longer this time before falling back to her palm.​
[member="Jak Sandrow"]​
 
Leyan nodded a little. This time, she closed her eyes. All she thought about was the bolt. Instead of just thinking with all her might, she decided to try something different. She thought about how the bolt felt in her hand. Cold, smooth, slightly heavy. She thought about how it would feel if the bolt was no longer in her hand. She pictured the sudden lightness that her empty palm would experience as the bolt lifted out of it. Again, she felt something within her move a little. It was a few moments before she opened her eyes. The bolt was now floating a foot away from her palm. Part of her was fascinated, while the other part worked to maintain her concentration.​
[member="Jak Sandrow"]​
 
Leyan closed her eyes again. This time, she pictured invisible hands rotating the bolt. She could feel it shifting through the air. Her brow furrowed once more as the bolt slowly rotated clockwise. Moving it was a bit harder than lifting it. It was giving her a partial headache from just two rotations.​
[member="Jak Sandrow"]​
 

Jak Sandrow

"Nobody cares for the woods anymore."
Jak noticed her straining a little, and said, "Whoa, whoa... don't kill yourself trying." He gently plucked the bolt out of her Force grip, and held it up with the Force himself. "Let's just go back to lifting... I guess, it's like push-ups. Just keep raising it and lowering it, over and over, till you can almost do it in your sleep. Get used to lifting, but... don't get used to the bolt."

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]
 
Leyan nodded. Okay. So remember what the lifting feels like, but not what the actual object feels like. She took the bolt from Jak and got ready to do it again. Before she could start however, another yawn escaped her mouth.​
[member="Jak Sandrow"]​
 
"I'm fine...."
Leyan protested softly. She looked tired, though. No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she was exhausted.​
[member="Jak Sandrow"]​
 

Jak Sandrow

"Nobody cares for the woods anymore."
"No, no, I don't need you collapsing out of exhaustion. Besides, it's..." Jak checked the clock. "About 9:30 in the evening. You should really get to bed anyway."

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]
 
((OOC: Oh, you FIEND.... Pulling BEDTIME into this?! :p))​
Leyan blinked a few times. Did Jak just... Give her a bedtime? She could feel the beginnings of a glare forming on her face.​
"I am not a child. I do not need a bedtime. I can try a few more times. I'll be fine."
[member="Jak Sandrow"]
 
Leyan caught the bolt, and set about to try again. It started to float again. She started slowly moving the bolt up and down. After four times, it started to get a bit faster. Unfortunately, so did the droop of her eyelids.​
[member="Jak Sandrow"]​
 

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