Private Amongst Contemporaries

[Ran Serys]

New Cov Jedi Temple - Training Ring - Night

The training grounds became quieter as night overtook day. The few padawans and knights occupying the space finished their days training and funneled out. Ran remained. The rustle of her long skirt, a jungle breeze between the trees and the squawks and calls of nocturnal animals were the only noises that could be heard while she engaged in an old Jedi breathing technique. She centered herself, readying for her nightly training routine.

She pinned her hair up and back away from her face, set aside her jewelry, and stretched her muscles. Then, once she was warmed up, she engaged in a series of nuanced lightsaber forms. Transforming her movements almost seamlessly from one form to another. Though she favored Shii-Cho for its simplicity, freedom, and use of instinct, she was well-versed in all forms of lightsaber combat, though competency of the seventh still eluded her.

As she came to the end of the form, she paused. She looked to the moon above in reflection. The last time she had seen this moon, she wasn't even a Knight. She was much closer to the Subject-19 of yesteryear than the Ran Serys she had become. She was so wrapped up in the memory of the last time she saw that moon, she didn't realize that she was no longer alone.

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[Garric Wrennar]

Garric had been contemplating as of late. He was an old man, he didn't go on many missions these days, he is long past his era, and he hadn't had a pupil in years. He contemplated his current place in the galaxy, and what else his life could possibly have in store. His internal monologing caused him to simply wander throughout the New Cov Jedi Temple, not really having a destination or route in mind. However, he snapped out of his internal thoughts as he walked past a window, stepping into the moonlight. He decided maybe some fresh air was what he needed.

He made his way to the training grounds, halting just outside as he saw a Mirialan woman practising her saber forms. He recognised her going through forms I to VI,, finding her form in each to be of high quality. He took a seat as she carried on, noting her skill in Form I seemed to be her greatest, but she was by no means a slouch in any other. Soon, she concluded, looking up at the moon, while Garric did the same.

"It's a beautiful sight, isn't it? I feel people don't truly take their time to appreciate the beauty of the galaxy around us, the moons of planets less so. Though, I think you'll find it looks better in person than a reflection."

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[Ran Serys]

If Ran was startled by the other Jedi’s words, she didn’t show it. She didn’t jump. She didn’t flinch. She just smiled. She wondered if he knew how deep in thought she’d been. She wondered if that’s what he meant when he said reflection. “It is,” She agreed, realizing that what was in front of her was so much better than the past. The present had its presence after all. She wondered if those who did not feel the force so fully also noticed the moments before them in such a way. “And you may be right about that.” She observed taking her own experience into account.

Ran turned to the man and deactivated her lightsaber. Its blue blade seemingly disappearing into its hilt. “Have you come to train or have you come to look at the moon, Master?” She addressed the older Jedi formally, letting the title Master hang as a subtle invitation to introduce himself.

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[Garric Wrennar]

Garric chuckled at her words, looking at the fellow Master with a small smile. "To think, intially. I am an old man, there isn't much else for me to do. But, the moon did look particularly captivating tonight. So, I decided to get some air under it when I heard your practises, and I couldn't help but observe. Forgive me, I haven't introduced myself have I? Jedi Master Garric Wrennar, a pleasure.". He gave the Mirialan a bow as he formally introduced himself.

"I hope you don't mind my intrusion, my dear. When I see the technique of a fellow Jedi, I can't help but be captivated by the individuality they seem to capture.". It was true. Despite all Jedi learning the same forms, Garric always seemed to note that something about the individual, even if not a physical difference, seemed to give their technique a touch of individuality.

He had noted the woman seemed to be deep in thought, but felt it may be best not to pry. After all, he did show up on her unexpectedly. It would have been impolite of him to start being nosy.

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