Among the Brown Flowers

[Dravis Rosilla]

Tyyni struggled to keep the rocks airborne as he saw his master seemingly jump up on them. He was surprised, and a little impressed. He laughed a little at her remark, however. "Me? Hop around? I don't know about that..."

Tyyni added a couple of small pebbles to his rapidly growing field of floating objects. He felt his abilities stretched to their limits, trying to keep tabs on so many items. The sight of these mismatched objects orbiting around the Hutt, including the Jedi Knight, probably looked quite mystical to any onlookers.

Hmm... What else can I use? Tyyni looked around, careful to keep most of his concentration on the task of maintaining his hold on the various objects. Looking down to his waist, he saw his training saber. With a determined nod, he tried to get his weapon to float.

The network of objects drooped down, skimming the ground as Tyyni's training saber launched into the air, joining the low rotations. As far as he could tell, this was the extent of his abilities. Tyyni began to sweat as he kept these miscellaneous items barely off the ground.

@Quenladose

 

[Quenladose]

[member="Tyyni Oluja"]

She was watching him and the padawan had done better then most, with everything happening it gave quite a sight to some of the bigger things "Go ahead and rest padawan." She said it with a wide grin on her face while touching down and motioning for him to go inside. "There should be a place or two in the padawan barracks you can sleep." She had her hoverdisc that could be around and provided a bed her size as well as a way to rush around compared to the normal sitting there and waiting.

 

[Dravis Rosilla]

Tyyni quickly let go of the various objects, panting, his vision blurring slightly. All of his little satellites immediately dropped with tired thuds. Tyyni slowly wiggled forward, leaned down, and gathered up his training saber. Tiny droplets of sweat cascaded down his round face. His large tongue lolled out of the young Hutt's mouth like a dog. Wiping his brow, Tyyni bowed to Quenladose. "Thank you, Master!"

The Hutt quickly turned around, and slid for the barracks, more tired than he ever had been before. He stumbled forward on his way back, and looked back sheepishly. He thought that he made a good first impression. Her praising smile made Tyyni want to jump for joy, but his anatomy and physical state prevented him from doing this. Smiling, the Hutt left the garden, excited about this new stage of his training.

[member="Quenladose"]

 

[Quenladose]

[member="Tyyni Oluja"]

She watched the padawan go off and bowed her head with the tattoo shifting over her eye before it was gone. She moved over to the center and stood there letting her hand slip back into her robe as she withdrew the slim and sleek blade holding it in one hand. The air getting a little heavy with force energy while it crackled along the blades length to infuse it and make a stronger force sword with the small charric components to blast around. She could move with it while her hair swished int he wind created by the force speed to let her fire off the blade into the rocks around the garden. Some of the others stopped to watch her while testing it out.