Sweet One
Somewhere off the beaten path, across from the newest installation of Mando Coffee Co, an old gymnasium bereft of the fancy new holo devices that tracked everything for you. Just old equipment, mats, weights, mirrors and plenty of punching bags. Liorra,
Elise Ahana-Gwyneira
and
Mia Monroe
had taken the gym for themselves that day. Lio was still shrugging off the loss on Dxun and coping with what felt like rejection and abandonment from the Jedi. "Al'verde meg cuyir mhi o' narir olar, Ni ganar a haarun at borarir ut ner beskar'gam." She complained, whined even as she threw one more punch into the bag, and stopped it with her other hand before it could swing into her face. "Vod," she nodded toward Elise and then back over at Mia, just like any teenager she was bored and didn't really want to be there. She had other places to be, like her ship, or playing with her droid, meditating even. Anything that meant she didn't actually have to face her feelings, again.