Private Crazy Rich Jedi

[Xian Xiao]

Xian didn't answer immediately. For a moment, she simply stood there, watching Noriko with a focus that didn't waver, letting the words settle in rather than deflecting them or pushing them aside the way she sometimes did when she didn't want to engage. Her arms remained crossed, but the tension in them shifted, no longer braced in defense but grounded in something steadier, as if she were holding onto the thread of the conversation rather than resisting it.

Eventually, she exhaled.

"Something with structure," Xian said, the words coming out sharper than she intended, but she didn't pull them back or soften them. They were honest, and she let them stand.

Her eyes stayed on Noriko, steady and unblinking.

"You're doing random kark that I don't need," she continued, the frustration threading through her voice now, not wild or uncontrolled, but present in a way that made it clear she had been carrying it for longer than she'd admitted. "I'm not going to need to know how to run," she added, her tone tightening even as her stance held firm, as if she were trying to keep the conversation from slipping into something less focused.

A small pause followed, the kind that wasn't hesitation so much as recalibration. Then, a fraction softer, not gentler, but more deliberate: "Fine. We can stretch."

Her gaze flicked briefly to the others before returning to Noriko, the shift quick but not dismissive, as though she were acknowledging the room without letting it pull her attention away from the point she was trying to make.

"But what about the lightsaber forms?" Xian pressed, the question landing with more weight now, more intention. "And martial fighting?"

There was no sarcasm in her voice, no attempt to undermine or challenge for the sake of it. The need behind the question was clear, pointed, and entirely sincere.

"I want to know what I'm actually working toward," she said, quieter now but far more serious than anything she had said so far. "Not just… pieces of things that might matter later."

Her arms loosened slightly, though she didn't drop them, the shift subtle but enough to show she wasn't trying to win an argument. She was trying to understand.

"I don't think I know better than you," Xian added after a beat, the words more measured, more honest, as if she were finally saying the part she had been avoiding. "I just don't understand what you're trying to teach me half the time."

Her gaze held steady, unwavering.

"And that's the problem."

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

"As always Xian, you are right and everyone else is wrong cause no one needs to be able to run. Or be physically fit to be able to swing a saber or fight with martial forms." She motioned that the others should go while standing there with a small look since this was almost a repeat of when they were at the horselords palace. She mostly just shrugged while walking with her makie droid. "I am going to go and do what I do each morning, it isn't random, it is incredibly structured. Because I have not spent a few weeks with one master, a few months with another and gotten so good I don't need to have more strength or stamina." Her eyes looked at the girl and it was no annoyance, no anger just disappointment and pity. "Okay."

SHe continued walking though as her voice carried more and more. "If you want structure then padawans do like their master. Maybe if you could actually complete a single lesson and not snarl and stomp your feet every ten seconds you would advance in any training. Maybe all of your random kark is trying to find a way to get you to actually do a single lesson. Let some of us catch up to you oh powerful thirteen year old padawan who can do what us mere mortals have to struggle to achieve." She said it when her walk had turned back into a jog though with a deeper breath. Her makie droid following as she started to descend a staircase into the courtyard.

She didn't need to continue speaking, the air crisp and clear in her lungs while she moved down the stairs. The droid looking at her and she shrugged. "It is the only way she thinks about others." Her mind more focused on it when she was running through the trees of the cloud garden and into the other side of the buildings while she was heading into the descending stairs with a grin. Her head clearing and mood shifting as she channeled and focused the force energies into her body. Letting the force strengthen, improve and keep her body going.

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian stayed where she was for a moment after Noriko turned away, not following immediately, not falling back into step as she usually did. The words lingered longer than she wanted them to, settling in places she didn't normally let anything reach. Her arms loosened, dropping slowly to her sides as she drew in a breath that didn't quite steady her the way she hoped it would.

"But I do ask questions," she called after her, the words not sharp or angry, just an attempt to be heard before the moment slipped too far away.

She took a step forward, then hesitated, caught between following and simply trying to close a distance that suddenly felt larger than the space between them.

"I don't always stomp my feet every ten seconds," she added, quieter now, the frustration still there but threaded with something more uncertain, something she wasn't used to showing.

Her gaze dropped briefly to the ground before lifting again, watching Noriko's back as she moved further away.

"…and I try," Xian said, softer still, the words catching slightly before she forced them out. "Even if it doesn't look like it."

The silence that followed pressed against her, heavier than anything either of them had said. She swallowed once, jaw tightening, and when she spoke again, the words came out more uneven, less controlled, as if they had slipped past her before she could stop them.

"Besides… I think if I had actual parents that raised me, my life would've been better," she muttered, the admission raw in a way she hadn't intended. "I'd be a better person."

Her jaw clenched harder.

"Not just… left."

The weight of it hung there, thick and unmoving, and for a moment she stood in it, breathing through something she didn't want sitting that close to the surface. She shook her head once, a small, sharp motion meant to push it all back down where it belonged.

"I'm going to take a walk," she said finally, her voice more composed now, though the edge hadn't fully left it. She didn't wait for a response. Didn't ask for one. She just turned and started moving. "The other direction, Master."

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

Noriko didn't hear her, her jog taking her to the stairs as she continued to descend. The three kilometers of the mountains interior down to the jungle with the others as the collective sound of their shoes on the stone and metal echoing in the stair case. Her eyes were focused but she could sense more when she moved through past the med point platform.. the extended area before it narrowed into the higher section of carved mountain going into the clouds and in the morning as she looked out the window. She was moving through the halls with the others down towards the stairs leading further down where the jungle was and many of them trained.

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian didn't follow.

She stayed where she was for a moment after Noriko disappeared down the stairs, listening to the fading echo of footsteps until it dissolved into the stillness of the pavilion. The energy of the group went with it, leaving behind a quiet that felt heavier than it should have, as if something unspoken had been left in the air between them.

Her hands hung at her sides, unmoving.

For once, she didn't argue. She didn't call after Noriko or try to win the moment or force clarity where none existed. She simply stood there, letting the silence settle around her until it felt like it was asking her to move.

When she finally turned, it wasn't toward the stairs. Her steps carried her in the opposite direction, unhurried and without a clear destination, guiding her through the quieter corridors of the pavilion. Away from the noise. Away from the structure she had just pushed against. Away from the part of herself that always needed to understand everything immediately.

Maybe she was wrong.

The thought came slowly, but once it arrived, it stayed. Noriko wasn't random. She had never been. Even the things that felt chaotic had intention behind them, threads Xian couldn't always see in the moment. Maybe that was the point. Maybe she wasn't supposed to see them yet.

She walked past wide windows that opened into cloud and light, past training rooms she didn't step into, past people who moved with a kind of ease she didn't quite understand. She watched them quietly, the way they followed, the way they trusted the process without questioning every step, the way they didn't fight the current the way she always did.

Maybe that was the lesson. Not the running. Not the stairs. Just learning when to stop pushing against everything.

Her pace slowed near an open balcony, and she paused there, leaning lightly against the railing as she looked out over the expanse beyond. The air was cool, the kind that cleared your head whether you wanted it to or not. She let it wash over her, let the tension ease from her shoulders, let the moment be what it was.

"I don't know," she murmured, the words slipping out without frustration this time, just quiet honesty.

Maybe she didn't need to understand it all right away. Maybe she didn't need to fight every time something didn't make sense.

She straightened after a moment, drawing in a slow breath that felt steadier than the last.

"…just fall in line," she said under her breath, not fully convinced, but not rejecting it either, trying the idea on, seeing how it fit.

The rest of the day passed with her keeping to the edges. Watching. Listening. Letting things unfold without inserting herself into them. It felt strange, unfamiliar in a different way than pushing back had been, but not entirely wrong. There was space in it. Space to think. Space to breathe.

By the time the light began to fade and the warmth of the day slipped into evening, Xian made her way back. Quietly. No announcement. No attempt to revisit the argument. She slipped into the rooms as the last of the light disappeared beyond the horizon, the space dim and still compared to the world outside.

For a moment, she stood just inside the doorway, letting the quiet settle around her again.

Thinking. Not with answers. But with a little less certainty that she needed them right away.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

The jungle was beautiful when she came down into it and the mists were just lifting. The pools of water glistening as she looked up at the massive mountain and the top of it went back into the clouds. All of those stairs were a thing but there was more to it as she sat down and started to stretch. The snap-hiss sounds of sabers coming as the cousins were there, many of them training just like when Noriko and Xian had walked into the valley itself. THey had seen their cousins who were moving and training with their blades as Noriko stood up with a smile at some of the others. Taking off at a run into the jungle along the paths they had. The snap-hiss of her saber staff when she was moving quickly with more parkour movements to her slashes and dodges. The day continued going forward as the first hints of twilight were coming and NOriko was resting on the ground with a nod of her head. THis had been well worth it.

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian had not gone with them at first, but the day had a way of pulling her along anyway, whether she intended to follow or not. By the time she reached the jungle, the mist had already begun to lift, sunlight filtering through the canopy in fractured beams that caught on water and steel alike. The air felt different here, heavier with life and movement, with a quiet purpose that did not need to explain itself.

She stopped near the edge of the clearing, not stepping fully into it, keeping her presence small as her gaze settled on the training before her. Sabers ignited in sharp, familiar bursts, movements repeating in disciplined cycles, mistakes corrected without resistance, without argument, without anyone needing to be convinced. Again and again, until the form held.

Her attention lingered on Noriko longer than she meant it to, tracking the way she moved through the trees. It wasn't just speed or skill that held her there, but the consistency beneath it, the structure that never wavered even when the technique shifted. A foundation that did not need to prove itself because it was already there.

Xian let out a slow breath, her arms folding loosely across her chest, though the gesture carried less resistance now, less instinctive pushback against something simply because she did not immediately understand it. Something quieter had taken its place, something that did not demand control in order to feel steady.

Maybe she hadn't been wrong. But she hadn't been entirely right either.

Her gaze shifted to the others, to the way they trained without questioning every motion, without needing to understand the full shape of it before committing. They followed, they trusted, they built on what they were given instead of pulling it apart to test it before it had time to hold.

That part did not come easily to her, and standing there made that clearer than she wanted it to be. But it also made something else settle into place with a quiet, uncomfortable certainty.

She had been fighting the process itself. Not because she didn't want to learn, but because she didn't like not knowing. And that was not the same thing.

The realization didn't fix anything all at once, and it didn't make the frustration disappear, but it shifted something just enough that she could no longer ignore it. When the light began to soften, and the intensity of the training gave way to the kind of exhaustion that came from repetition done properly, Xian finally stepped forward, just enough into view to be acknowledged without disrupting what remained of the moment.

Her voice, when she spoke, carried none of the sharpness from earlier, only a quieter resolve that had taken longer to reach than she would have liked.

"I think I've been getting in my own way more than anything else," she said, her gaze settling on Noriko with a steadiness that hadn't been there before, not because she suddenly understood everything, but because she had stopped trying to force the answers too quickly.

She paused, deliberate rather than hesitant, choosing her words with care.

"I keep trying to understand everything before I start, and when it doesn't make sense right away, I push back instead of letting it build into something that does." Her tone was thoughtful now, less reactive, as if she were finally willing to admit something she had already known in pieces.

Her shoulders eased slightly, the tension that had defined her earlier posture giving way to something more open, even if it wasn't entirely comfortable yet.

"And… if we're going to keep doing the conditioning," she added, a faint, self-aware breath leaving her, "I think I should probably take the jogging in increments. Not ten miles on the first day."

The admission softened something in her expression, a small acknowledgment of her own limits without shame.

"I don't think I'm above any of this," she continued, her voice carrying a quiet honesty rather than defensiveness. "I just haven't been willing to let myself be where I actually am in it."

Another small pause followed, her attention steady, not drifting away from the weight of what she was offering.

"If you're still willing to teach me, then I'll try it your way. Not because I suddenly understand everything you're doing, but because I trust that there's a reason for it, even if I don't see it yet."

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

She stopped in her tracks while she was running with the others and deactivated her saber staff while she was looking over things. "I never stopped being willing to teach you padawan. I just am not willing to constantly engage when you want to stomp your feet and treat everyone else training as below you... We're all taller then you Xian. None of us have to strain out necks looking up you hear me?" Noriko said it as she climbed her saberstaff on her hip and she spoke looking up. "And you cleared the several miles from the palace down to the jungle base pretty quickly." She said it with a smile on her face while she was moving with her hands coming up and then a stretch. "Oh fun times and I can't wait to go back up."

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian held Noriko's gaze for a moment, the earlier sharpness in her expression dulled now into something more controlled. The sting of being teased in front of everyone was still there, and the bright, effortless enthusiasm in Noriko's voice scraped at the edges of her nerves more than she wanted to admit, but she kept it contained.

Her breathing had steadied from the walk down, though her legs still felt the distance in a way she suspected Noriko would call "character building."

"I heard you," Xian said, her tone even, if a touch dry.

Her eyes flicked briefly toward the others nearby, then back to Noriko, refusing to let herself rise to the bait the way she might have earlier.

"And for the record," she continued, brushing a loose strand of hair back from her face, "I do not think everyone else's training is beneath me."

A small pause followed, deliberate.

"I just think some of it is beneath my mood."

The faintest hint of humor touched the corner of her mouth before settling again.

When Noriko mentioned the climb back up, Xian exhaled through her nose and glanced toward the mountain rising overhead, its upper reaches disappearing back into cloud as though the summit itself had decided to mock her personally.

"I took my time getting down here," she said at last, voice calm and measured despite the weariness threaded through it.

Her gaze returned to Noriko.

"And I'll take my time getting back up… Master."

There was respect in the title.

And just enough pointed endurance in the way she said it to make clear she had not surrendered entirely.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

"Whatever yo." Noriko looked at her while she found a tree to lean against and stretch out. Her fingers reaching down towards her toes while there was the pop pop pop of her back and joints. Slowly looking up before she was finishing and her shoulders moved. Rolling them with a grin on her face before going into a jog towards the ruins and areas of the detached palaces that were being used for movement and jumping. She could get around and keep it going as she jumped from ledge to ledge before she kicked off like some of the others. Letting them throw branches and stone so that she would be able to dodge them in freefall and prepare herself.

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian shot Noriko a look sharp enough to make clear exactly what she thought of the "whatever yo," though she said nothing aloud. The irritation was immediate, familiar, and still close enough to the surface to feed. Easy to snap back, argue, turn the moment into another contest neither of them would actually win.

She didn't.

Instead, she drew in a slow breath, held it for a beat, and let it out through her nose as she watched Noriko spring away toward the ruins with that maddening ease she always seemed to carry into everything.

Then Xian moved.

She broke into a jog after the others, her stride steady as she followed them through the worn paths leading toward the detached palace structures. Stone rose in broken levels around them, ledges and narrow crossings half-reclaimed by roots and moss, the kind of place that looked unstable until someone who knew how to move through it made it seem natural.

When the first jump came, she took it without hesitation.

Boots struck stone, pushed off again, caught the next surface, then the next. Her body found the rhythm more quickly than her pride wanted to admit. She said nothing, offered no complaint, no dry remark about pointless exercises or death by unnecessary acrobatics. She simply kept moving.

Branches came first, tossed from above or from the sides by those already in position. Then bits of loose stone, harmless if you were ready, annoying if you were not. Xian twisted past one, ducked another, kicked lightly from a wall to redirect herself through open air before landing in a crouch and rising again into motion.

Silent. Focused. Her annoyance had not vanished, but it had changed shape. Instead of words, it became speed. Instead of argument, precision.

If Noriko wanted her moving, then fine. She would move. And if she happened to do it well enough to make that smug grin even more unbearable, then that was simply an unfortunate side effect.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

Norriko was moving as her makie droid was there with her, clipping to her shoulder like a familiar weight and it spoke in droid as she didn't need to stop and look back. She continued to move along the worn path all of them used to test and work on their reflexes. "Oh." She said it but got to the top of a waterfall as it was looking over but she was already moving when she checked with the others. Several of her cousins were there and pointing more from interest when they went over the sections of it. She only spoke for a moment as she stopped at the top of a tree that had been set up above the falls. "I love it when a plan comes together." She said it and lept towards the water with a shout. "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian could have pushed harder, could have stayed and forced herself through the rest of the course out of pride alone, matching the others jump for jump until her legs simply refused to cooperate. For a moment, she even considered it, the old instinct to keep going flickering stubbornly in her chest.

But instead, she did something rarer.

She listened to what her body was telling her.

Turning back toward the path that led away from the falls, she lifted a hand in the general direction of the chaos behind her—more acknowledgment than farewell, offered without bothering to see who noticed.

"See you tomorrow," Xian called, her voice calm and carrying just enough to reach whoever cared to hear it.

No complaint. No excuse. Just a fact.

She started walking back at an unhurried pace, the fatigue settling into her limbs in a way that felt earned rather than defeating, already knowing she would be sore later and already suspecting—despite herself—that she would come back anyway, if only to see how much farther she could go next time.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

Noriko was in the water as the coolness of it and her dive enclosed her. XIan leaving didn't register when she flipped in the water looking at some of the small fish that were going around and the smooth stones of the water. Keeping the waters clear so she could see some of the other diving into the waters where it was deepest. She swam with a moment while she was going further and further... allowing herself to think all of it over in her mind and she broke the surface of the water as her hair flipped around like a hair care commercial. THe jedi master came to the surface of the water while she floated there spreading her arms out with a nod. "Oh that was awesome."

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian had already left the jungle by the time Noriko surfaced.

The climb back up was slower than the descent, not out of reluctance but because there was nothing left to push against. Her steps found a steady rhythm on their own, her breath evening out as the shouts and impact of training faded behind her and the mountain's quieter pulse took over. By the time she reached the upper levels, the air felt cooler, thinner, and—unexpectedly—easier to think in.

She didn't look for anyone.

Didn't drift back toward the training grounds or pretend she might rejoin what she'd walked away from. Instead, her feet carried her through the quieter corridors almost on memory, until the familiar scent of the small kitchens pulled her in. It was mostly empty at this hour, just a few leftovers and whatever had been set aside for later. She picked through it without ceremony, assembling something warm and uncomplicated, eating slowly because anything faster felt like more effort than she had left.

When she finished, she didn't linger. The quiet had settled into her by then, not fully comfortable but no longer something she felt the need to resist. She wandered again, letting the compound guide her until the outer balconies opened up before her. The sky was shifting toward evening, the light stretched thin across the horizon, clouds drifting in slow, unhurried layers. She leaned against the railing, arms folded loosely, letting the stillness press in around her.

No arguing. No running. Just…stopping. It didn't come naturally, but it didn't feel wrong either. More like something she'd been circling without realizing it.

Eventually, the cool air nudged her back inside. She paused by her room long enough to grab a datapad, settling onto her bed with the intention of reading. But the words slid past her unfocused eyes, her attention drifting in and out as her body reminded her—quietly, insistently—how much she'd pushed it earlier. After a few pages of pretending, she let the datapad fall to her side.

The bed was easier.

She lay back without ceremony, one arm draped over her eyes as the last of the light filtered through the window. For once, she didn't fight sleep. Didn't try to untangle the day or force meaning out of anything that hadn't offered it.

She let it all go. Tomorrow would come whether she was ready or not.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

Noriko looked at things were calming down. The training in the jungle was finishing and they were all making way up the steps. A jog among all of them before she check on it but sent her makie to go and make sure Xian was fine. She went through to her room and stretched out before she tried to jump in the bed and one of the cleaning droids moved out of the way. With a look around she yawned and it was a good day... it was a strong day and now she could sleep while she stretched out debating what to do in the morning. She did't know which face of Xian she was going to get but she wouldn't stop she would just modify her training method.

 

[Xian Xiao]

Sleep didn't come all at once, and for a while she hovered in that familiar in-between space where her body had already given up, but her mind was still trying to hold onto control. The weight of the day lingered in her muscles, not sharp, just present, a steady reminder that she had pushed harder than she was used to, and that for once she hadn't argued her way out of it.

When she slipped fully under, it didn't feel like falling. It felt like drifting.

The world that formed around her wasn't a memory, not exactly, but it carried pieces of what she had just lived through. Stone underfoot, uneven and worn. The sense of height, of open air, of paths that required attention even when she didn't want to give it. It was quieter than the jungle had been, stripped of voices and movement, leaving only the environment and the space she occupied within it.

She was moving at first, though slower than before, her steps measured without the pressure to keep pace with anyone else. No one was ahead of her, no one behind her, no expectation to prove anything or catch up. The absence of that felt strange enough that she noticed it, even here.

After a few steps, she stopped. Not because she had to, but because she chose to.

Her hands lifted slightly, almost out of habit, and a faint flicker of heat answered. It wasn't strong, and it wasn't clean. The small flame that formed wavered unevenly, responding in fits rather than with any real consistency. It lasted a moment longer than she expected before thinning and disappearing, leaving only warmth behind.

Xian watched the space where it had been, her expression tightening just slightly, not in anger, not even in real frustration, but in that quiet dissatisfaction she rarely voiced. It wasn't enough. It never felt like enough on the first try, and she had never liked that.

She tried again, slower this time, focusing not on forcing it to happen but on letting it form. The result wasn't much better, but it was steadier, the flame holding just long enough to feel intentional before fading again.

Her shoulders eased a fraction. Not success. But not failure either.

There was no one there to comment on it, no correction, no expectation layered over the attempt. The silence didn't judge her for getting it wrong, nor did it reward her for getting it almost right. It simply existed, leaving her alone with what she had done.

For once, that didn't feel like a problem.

She let her hands fall, exhaling slowly as she looked out across the empty stretch of stone and open air. The quiet settled around her in a way that felt different from before, less like something she had to endure and more like something she could sit in without needing to fill it.

So she did.

Xian lowered herself to the ground, drawing one knee up loosely while the other leg stretched out, her arms resting against them without tension. There was nothing pushing her to move, nothing telling her she should be doing something else instead, and without that pressure, the restlessness that usually followed her began to fade.

"I'll get it tomorrow," she murmured, the words softer now, not sharp with frustration or forced into confidence, just… certain in a quiet way she wasn't used to.

The thought settled easily, without argument.

When she leaned back, letting herself rest fully against the ground, the sky above her wasn't quite the same as the one outside her room, but it didn't need to be. It held the same sense of openness, the same space to exist without being watched or measured, and for once, she didn't feel the need to question it.

Sleep deepened after that, not pulling at her but settling over her, the tension she had carried into it loosening into something quieter and more manageable. It didn't solve anything, and it didn't answer the questions she still carried, but it gave her something she hadn't had in a while.

A pause. A breath. Something steady enough to build on, even if she didn't realize it yet.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

Norriko laid stretched out as the night went on. Her ability to sleep was wonderful before she finished. The morning sun brightening for her when she stretched herself out.. the interest there until she got up and her makie droid was right there with her holding a glass of water. "Good... I need food." She said it and rolled out of bed dropping to the floor and the she rolled on the floor for a moment. She didn't want to wake up and she felt a hand prodding her.. a cold metal hand with no warmth for her... the makie droid beeping and booping before she rolled over. "No... No I am laying here and you are too small to make me move." She got a look and the makie moved its hand as it started sprraying herr with ice cold water and Noriko squeeled scrambling under the bed. "No no no. Go away"

 

[Xian Xiao]

Xian didn't move when the noise started.

Somewhere through the wall, she heard the thump, the beeping, and the very clear sound of Noriko losing a fight with a droid and cold water. It registered just enough to pull her halfway toward waking, one eye barely opening before she decided it wasn't worth it.

She rolled onto her side, dragging the blanket with her, turning her back to the noise like that would fix it.

"…nope," she mumbled into the pillow.

Then she went right back to sleep.

Noriko Ike

 

[Noriko Ike]

Xian Xiao

Noriko was scrambling under the bed as the droid followed her. Moving and she rolled around. "You can't do this, the droid uprising isn't scheduled for another ten years. You can't of things early." She said it while she moved with her hands in front of her while it was blowing cold air to dry her off and NOriko was moving. "No No no stop... I yield I yield." She laughed to herself getting up and stretching. Moving towards the balcony as she felt the warmth of the morning sun and debated what to do as she started working on her stretching. She had the droid cleana her bodysuit ass it was being laid out with her saber staff and she slipped into it with a small look. "Fine I am up... now food."