Private Nice Day for Fishing Ain't It

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

Everything was set up down by the river, as Reina cracked her fingers preparing to get to work. She hadn't exactly taught someone how to fish before. In fact, Reina hadn't really taught anyone anything really. The redhead didn't see herself as someone who was suitable for teaching. Aggressive, snarky, sarcastic. That would be some of the worst traits for a teacher if she was being honest.

Either way, she had a series of fishing rods spread out amongst the dirt since she wasn't entirely sure what would be the right kind for Klar to use. Of course, Reina had also brought a few harpoons to use, a few more extra than normal in case they went flying off into the woods and got lost. She also had her own personal harpoon strapped to her back. It had been a long time since she had used the thing. It was no longer her weapon of choice now that she had gotten Pequod, she didn't have to risk potentially losing her last link to her old life.

At the same time, Reina had also made sure to take a small patrol roughly around the river. She didn't want them to be ambushed by any Flesh Raiders, as much as Reina was trying to work with them peacefully at the same time. Perhaps she'd offer some of her catch as an offer when she was finished today. Yet that would be a thought for later. She had to ensure that she was actually going to catch something. Of course, she could probably cheat and use her hydrokinesis to pick up some of the fish. The river was pretty small enough for Reina to see the fish and yoink them out, yet she wanted to work on using the harpoon to catch them. Cheating wasn't what she wanted to do.

With that all set up, Reina stood against one of the nearby trees and waited for Klar to show up. Reina wanted to appear all casual and nonchalant, even if in reality, she was panicking internally. She wanted this to go well. It was her first time trying to teach fishing to someone. And depending on what happens, it could either be one of the best experiences and boosts for her self confidence or it could ruin her confidence in herself completely.​

 

[Klar]

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This week, Klar was really brushing up on her wilderness skills. Somewhat deliberately, admittedly. The adventure with the Flesh Raiders had shown her that the forest was deeper and more full of obstacles than she'd thought - and that she was not equipped to handle them. Moreover, it'd shown the Coruscanti native that the forests were full of more beauty and wonder than she'd thought! She'd fallen in love with the night sky over Tython, the sound of a lake surrounded by birds, the feeling of dipping her feet into a small creek to cool off in the shade after a hike.

And it didn't hurt that most of her new friends seemed to be fairly amazing when it came to survival skills. An excuse to hang out with them AND learn a skill was about as good a day as Klar could imagine.

Klar arrived via speeder bike, zipping lazily through the lighter trees at the banks of the river. The flash of Reina's red hair was unmistakable at the Codru-Ji's modest speed, and she brought the dusty old bike to a slow putter and slid to a stop a respectful distance from the assembled rods and tackle.

"Hey, Reina!" Klar greeted, climbing off of the bike with a broad grin - her face lighting up as though she'd been eagerly waiting all morning to see her. Because she had. The blonde had dressed for a day by the river, with her now well-beaten trendy hiking boots and swimming trunks, along with a tired old shirt over a swimsuit. "Wow you look cool! Like some sort of forest spirit lurking by the river to challenge unwary travellers." The compliment made sense to Klar, who trotted over to the rods to examine them.

"Or should I call you 'Master' today?" She asked curiously, only joking a little bit.

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

Reina couldn't help but gain a slight red tint to her cheeks at being told she looked cool. It was such a small little compliment but Reina wasn't used to any of it as she gave a small dismissive wave with her hand to try and ignore the compliment as she instead put her hands on her hips, holding her head up high.

"No, no. Just call me Reina. Master doesn't suit me. I doubt I'll ever get to being someone's master anytime soon anyway. You're looking cool yourself. Like...erh...a...Okay. I'm not...good at this. You look cool."

She gave off a chuckle at that, rubbing the back of her neck as she glanced over towards the Speeder Bike. Reina...had forgot those were a thing for a moment. She had walked the entire way here instead. It had been a lot of carrying stuff. If she had just went with the Speeder Bike, she'd have been a lot better.

It was time to walk down to the river at least. It was only around a minute or two walk away from the tree as Reina showed off the various different fishing rods towards Klar.

"So...I'm not sure which fishing rod would be best suited for you. Four arms isn't...something I've really thought about. Most people just stick to using two hands. Not sure if having extra hands would...well help you with it or hinder it. You could possibly be able to use the Harpoons better at least..."

Hm...What was going to be the best choice to go with? Reina rubbed her chin in thought, glancing over towards Klar and giving her friend an awkward smile. Maybe it would be best for Reina to wait and see what Klar went with first. See what came naturally. Like a lightsaber crystal! Except...it was a fishing rod. Slightly less cool than a glowing crystal.​

 

[Klar]

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"If the custom is two hands, then I will learn with two hands." Klar promised with a laugh, strolling over to the fishing poles. There was a distinct bounce to her step, an airiness to her demeanor that suggested she was already having a great time - and she was! It'd been a fun ride out here, and Reina had a relatable sort of passion for what she loved that made Klar eager to drink up her presence and knowledge like a sponge. Some of the best friends she could think of were the quiet, slightly intense people that occasionally wandered into her life.

As if to demonstrate, Klar folded her bottom arms behind her back and flashed Reina playful jazz-hands, grinning over her shoulder.

Strolling along the row of fishing rods like a general appraising her soldiers, Klar gave them each due consideration. Of course, she had no idea what she was doing, so she wound up picking on the most noble criteria of all. Klar selected a bright blue rod about halfway down because it was her favorite color, gripping it experimentally by the cork handles on either side of the reel. It was longer than most of the ones on offer, which gave her pause. "I read this morning that long poles like this are usually used at the beach or on a boat?" She speculated aloud, handling the instrument of fishy capture with the utmost respect. "But this looks waaay thinner than the ones I saw. So I think it's not for that?"

Klar slipped her lower hands into the pockets of her trunks, carefully turning the rod over to examine the reel - poking and studying the mechanism. "It's really rather neat, though. How does it let me know when there's a fish at the end? Or is this fully analog?" The blonde asked inquisitively.

Reina Daival

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

"Do what you feel comfortable with Klar. For all I know, four hands would be better than two. It'll give you a better hold of it. I doubt there'll be anything in the river that could pull the fishing rod out of your hand, but still...be careful of that."

Reina rolled her eyes at the jazz-hands, though she did break out into her own grin. This was the exact kind of thing she needed to get herself out of her whole anti-social slump. She might still be a bit aggressive and grumpy at the end of the day, but thanks to people like Klar, Everest, Jobbi and even Xuko to an extent was helping to keep her a bit more positive.

"The thicker fishing rods are used out at the beach or on a boat, because the fish out there can be a lot stronger. Out here, there's less a risk of them snapping the rod. It also allows for the rod to move a lot more freely. Out at the ocean, it's a lot more open, whereas here, the river can twist and meander."

She crouched down by the river carefully, running her hands through the water and letting out a content sigh. The more and more she worked with water, the more at home Reina always felt. It made the worries and fears she had fade away almost. Emphasis on the almost. She then turned her head over towards Klar, raising an eyebrow at her fellow padawan's question.

"It's the feel more often than not with the rod. You'll feel something starting to tug against the string whilst you've left the hook out. More often than not, it'll be the fish testing it out. You won't want to reel it in straight away. You want to make sure it's properly hooked before you start to try and reel it in. It might take a few tries before you get the feel of what that means."

For Reina, it came as second nature now. It had been something she had done as a little baby near enough. It was as easy to Reina as breathing or walking.​

 

[Klar]

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Reina Daival

'Just feel it out' was a frustratingly common string of advice for a Padawan learner. Klar couldn't help but chuckle a little at her own expensive, her sunny demeanor fading just a little bit. "I'll do my best." She promised Reina earnestly. "Though I don't have the best track record with that kind of thing." The blonde stopped fiddling with the bail arm slide back into place around the spool with a satisfying 'klack'. If nothing else, the mechanism SEEMED like it was well-made and reliable, and that was largely good enough for her to trust that any issues would be with her own lack of skill and not the rod.

"Sometimes I feel like I missed out on the whole 'intuition' thing." The blonde laughed. "Feminine or otherwise. But I guess everyone feels like that, sometimes?"

Watching as Reina dipped her hand in the water, Klar couldn't help but reflect on how peaceful she looked. Just a hand in the waves, and the redhead looked like she'd both centered her soul and was kilometers way at the same time. Communing like that was kind of beautiful. How to tell her that without sounding like a crazy person? Klar wasn't sure. She didn't say anything, aside from smiling a little.

"Is this water safe to be in? And will it scare the fish?" She asked a moment later, grasping the rod in what felt like a proper grip - essentially the same way she'd hold a vibrosword. Two hands on the very bottom of the rod, and a third awkwardly holding the reel's handle. "Because I wore trunks and I don't mind getting wet, even if I don't swim. Though if there are leeches or junk in there...maybe not."

Klar took a couple of experimental casts with the fishing rod, swinging it not unlike a baseball bat, trying to find the right grip and angle for such an activity.

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

"Take your time Klar. I know...waiting and just trying to "feel" stuff doesn't entirely work well with people like us. We want results...but...I don't want results for you. Just do your best."

Reina could see the clouds slowly covering Klar's sunny demeanour as the redhead walked on over, placing a hand on Klar's shoulder and giving her a small smile. She didn't want to put too much pressure on her fellow Padawan. Huh. Who'd have expected that? Maybe Reina would be...a better teacher than she expected. Or maybe this was just all in her head.

"I think you've got some form of intuition. I've...never thought about myself having feminine intuition though...Never felt it much myself. But that's to be expected when you're raised by a bunch of fishermen."

She chuckled to herself at that. It was genuinely something she hadn't thought about. There was a lot of things Reina couldn't afford to think about or didn't want to think about. Yet there were things like that, femininity that she just...never thought about before. She raised an eyebrow however as she turned her attention back towards Klar, noting the way she was holding the fishing rod. Reina made her way over, reaching her hands out to grab Klar...before hesitating.

"I...Is it alright if I show you how to hold it? Feel like I should ask...before I start like grabbing your arms and stuff to adjust your stance."

Personal space. A concept that was somewhat new to Reina. Of course, she had gotten used to the idea after her time with the New Jedi ORder, but she still had to make sure. It would be her luck to do something like this and end up ruining a friendship.

"It's somewhat safe to be in. Water always has some form of danger. There might be some kind of bacteria in the water...but I think it's safe here. The Fish will probably only get scared if you make any sudden movements with the rod, or manage to pull them out of the river...Mostly because they won't be able to breathe."​

 

[Klar]

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A pat on the shoulder and some words of comfort. Reina was pretty good at this, Klar decided. It was clear she knew a good bit about fishing and nature, and somebody who loved what they did was ALWAYS compelling to listen to - and half of a teacher's job was to compel somebody to learn. Also, she'd managed to pat Klar on the shoulder without getting weird about it, which was more than most humans managed. "Fishing seems very intuition based." Klar noted idly, cheerfully. "And there's quite a lot of cultures who associate oceans and the like with the feminine. Tides, moons, so on." The budding blonde historian pointed out. Much like the tour of the temple, it was clear to see the young Coruscanti scholar just beneath the surface - the more conventional nerd the Codru-Ji might've been if she hadn't been recruited to the Jedi. "Perhaps you didn't notice because it's been the background noise of your life, the same way some people don't realize they're colorblind?"

Given a reason to get rid of her shoes, Klar did so immediately. Her nice, trendy hiking boots had been a big purchase back home but Tython had worn them in quite a bit. Hiking in the forest, cave-diving with Xuko, wilderness exploration. Like an overlarge speeder-truck on Naboo, the boots had mostly been intended to convey a sense of ruggedness and the implication that they were ready for offroad adventure, but in reality were woefully unready for the task. Boots and socks were abandoned by the shore, leaving chipped blue nail polish open to the world up until she got her feet in the water.

"Alright. Ready to learn." Klar chirped, fidgeting her hands up and down the pole to try and divine the best way to hold it. At the redhead's request, Klar nodded and smiled cheerfully. "Oh, by all means - grab away." She invited, spreading her free arms out to the side in a rough approximation of a T-Pose. Or a Ŧ-Pose, perhaps. "I appreciate your asking." Klar added. "I'm pretty comfortable with being touched and moved about, especially by friends. Consequence of growing up as a dog, maybe?" She snickered. "You are clear to engage, Red Leader. Grab away."

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

"Yes. It's very...intuition based. And a lot of waiting. In a way, it's almost ironic. I'm...terrible at waiting for nearly anything else. But fishing has always came naturally to me. I could sit out at sea for hours at a time. I used to before I joined the Jedi. I was a wandering fishmonger for a while. Got into a few scrapes from it."

That was saying things lightly. There had been a lot of trouble Reina had gotten in before joining the Jedi. It's why she felt like she was a bit more mature than a lot of other Padawans. She had seen a lot more of the Galaxy. Reina tilted her head however when Klar had started to nerd out a little bit. Reina hadn't expected that in the slightest and it was honestly a pleasant surprise.

"Maybe that's why I've always seen the ocean as beautiful and the moon...You're more...knowledgeable than I expected. I don't mean...that in a rude way by the way. Means you're more than a good looking face."

She teased slightly, sticking her tongue out. Reina was trying to let herself relax around people. Reina didn't want the trauma she had from other people to stop her from making friends. To trying to make a better life for herself as she raised an eyebrow at Klar kicking her boots off. It was amusing to Reina, she had always worn some kind of footwear whenever she went out into the water, mostly to work as protection.

"Thanks for giving permission anyway. It's just...I've got an issue with being touched. Bad experiences with people...I just...wanted to make sure you don't feel the same. I'd punch someone for touching me without asking."

With that being said, Reina stepped forward to stand behind Klar carefully, nudging at her fellow Padawan's leg gently with her foot to make sure Klar adjusted her stance, whilst at the same time two of Klar's hands and moving them to the fishing rod.

"If it's more comfortable for you to put your other hands somewhere, go ahead. This is how I normally hold it. Now lean back and fling the string out. Be careful not to get it stuck in anything."​

 

[Klar]

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Reina Daival

Klar accepted the compliment with her normal grace - sticking her tongue right back out at Reina before erupting into slightly muted laughter. Muted only because she didn't want to scare the fish away. "I was a domestic slave before I joined the order." She explained, since they were sharing things. "On a pleasure barge. Mostly housekeeping and small chores. I wasn't very useful for much more than that." Klar shrugged her lower arms, adding a crooked smile. "I think they just didn't know what to do with me after I hit puberty and stopped being a canid."

"Joining the Jedi Order was like a dream, though now I mostly realize it was because my liberator didn't know what else to do with me." Klar explained. "But it was so much fun finally being able to talk to people, study things, and read that it's still one of my favorite things to do."

As Reina adjusted her stance and footing, Klar followed suit. The blonde was eminently posable, attentive and ready to be corrected. Her natural kinesthetic sense had called her towards saberplay, but Klar was hardly limited to that field. "I'll be sure to ask before I touch you." She promised earnestly, keeping her eyes forward as Reina guided her hands to where they needed to be.

For lack of anywhere better to put them, Klar put her lower hands in her pockets. Then, following Reina's instruction, she leaned back and flung the tip of the rod forward. The line whistled out of the reel, the hook sailing gracefully into the branches of a tree.

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

"I'm...sorry to hear that. You seem to at least not let it affect you. That's good. You're here now though. And I'm glad."

That hadn't been something Reina would have expected. It was interesting to see how different everyone's pasts were, yet they all came to the same place at the end of the day. She folded her arms along her front, frowning to herself slightly. Whilst Klar seemed to be fine with it, the thought of it just...disgusted Reina.

"The Order...wasn't a dream for me. It just...ended up for me that I joined here. Had two different interactions with Jedi whilst I sold fish. First one, I ended up getting shot through my shoulder and...killed a Mandalorian. Got saved by one of the Jedi here. Second time was on Jedha. Everything was frozen and I helped Master Valery and her Padawan fight against some Sith creatures...I think I just joined the Order since I was sick of being alone."

She stepped off to the side once she had helped adjust Klar's stance...before blinking as the hook got stuck in the tree. And...Reina actually broke out into a small giggle at that, her face lighting up for a moment as she shook her head. That should have been expected if Reina was being honest. Trees were always going to be a pain for those kind of things.

"Let's be careful getting the hook back down. I don't want any more scars on my face."

The redhead reached her hand out for a moment, using the Force to grab a hold of the line and carefully pull it from the mess of branches, whilst still talking away.

"Y'know. I'm jealous of you. For...being able to read. I struggle with it. It's hard for me to keep focus on the words. I've never been good at learning through books. I need to be able to see it through images...or to do it myself. It's why I got so good at fishing. I just kept doing it over and over again."​

 

[Klar]

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Reina Daival

Klar was beyond thrilled that Reina was able to retrieve the hook. She didn't want to embarrass herself by trying to pull it down herself after trying to use the Force inevitably failed.

"Jealous of me?" Klar asked, somewhat shocked and clearly flattered. "I'm jealous of you!" The blonde replied earnestly as she slowly reeled the line back in. "You're so cool and collected, you've got this fantastic knowledge of the sea and you're clearly so at home with the water..." She rambled excitedly. "Even when you just ran your hand through it a minute ago, and when I rode up? You looked so beautiful and peaceful that I thought you should be the cover of a like... magazine about how amazing the wilderness can be. But a really stylish, kind of posh one - not the dadbait slop ones where people lie about big game hunting."

The Codru-Ji smiled wistfully, head canted to the side as she tried another cast. This one went a little better, though not nearly far enough out into the water. "I really admire that. It's like, I think that even if you decide that being a Jedi ISN'T for you, you always know you have a home wherever there's water." She explained. "And that's magical. I love that."

Klar tried another cast. This time, the unbaited hook plonked down in what felt like a good spot. She tried to settle into a comfortable stance, and mostly succeeded. Objective: Wait. Chat. Klar glanced over her shoulder, smiling. "We both just kind of wound up in the Order. I think that's nice." She confessed. "Something in common. Have you ever had somebody read to you?" She inquired. "I'd be happy to. There's nothing wrong with finding a method that works for you. Some people just aren't wired for the written word, and that's okay."

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

"You shouldn't be jealous of me. It's the same way I told Xuko he shouldn't admire me. I'm nothin-"

Reina froze for a moment as Klar continued talking. Being told that she looked beautiful and peaceful enough to be on some kind of magazine wasn't something she had expected to hear, as her cheeks started to turn red. Reina stuttered, trying to figure out what she was trying to say now, with her train of thought having been derailed.

"I...Sometimes I don't think the Jedi are for me...I'm too aggressive most of the time. Violence is more often than not...My first answer. Whenever I try something else...It goes wrong. I just...Thanks Klar..."

For now, she was letting silence fill the air. It was something Reina had learned amongst the Jedi. Sometimes you didn't need to always speak and silence could speak for you. It was also her way of trying to get her thoughts back together as she watched Klar manage to throw the hook out successfully. There we go. Reina's face broke out into a small little smile at that, before she turned her head over towards Klar once more as the Codru-Ji spoke

"...I haven't had someone read to me, no. People have better things to do with their time. I won't...turn down your offer though if you're willing to help. I just know I'm never going to be a scholar. And that's not...bad. I'm not going to be an archaeologist, or an archivist, or a healer. I don't know what i'm going to be...but that's fine."

She had given up on trying to figure out who she was meant to be. All Reina had to do was be herself and that was going to be good enough for her.​

 

[Klar]

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Klar nodded in understanding, her hook lingering in the water. What happened now? Did she just leave it there until a fish felt suicidal and took a bite? Wasn't really sure. In games there was a meter or something, or you could see the fish and wiggle then hook around to appeal to them, but reality didn't have fine hook control. Just a lovely, idyllic river and a friend to chat with while waiting for a fish to choose death. Hmm.

With the bulk of the prep for catching a fish taken are of, Klar sat by the edge of the water with her rod, leaving plenty of room for Reina to sit beside or nearby. "I worry about that kind of thing a lot, too." She confessed quietly, offering a warm smile. "I didn't choose to be in the Jedi order. I mean - I AM choosing to be in it, by not leaving, but I just kind of wound up here. I got dropped off." The Codru-Ji explained honestly.

"I'm not good at managing the Force. I'm okay with a lightsaber, but compared to the other Padawans in our age group? I'm barely above average, and nowhere near the standouts." Klar added, idly fiddling with the reel. "Worse, I'm constantly wondering if I'm doing enough. If I'm doing it right. If by wanting to be a better Jedi, am I failing to be disconnected and calm enough to actually BE a better Jedi, or if by prioritizing time with my friends or playing with the younglings I'm just demonstrating that I don't have what it takes to move on from being a Padawan. Being peaceful and detached just... doesn't come naturally to me. I don't think it ever will."

She'd managed to reel the hook in. Klar gave it a slightly surprised look, then cast again. With the hook reeled up to the eye atop the fishing pole, she didn't get much distance on it.

"So I'm constantly asking myself, If I can't be peaceful and detatched, should I really be trying to be a Jedi?" Klar mused. "But I don't think that's the way we SHOULD look at it. At least, what I'm trying to do. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone feels things. I shouldn't be locked onto what I think a Jedi should be, I guess, because my mental image is inflexible and bulletproof, and I'll never get there. Everyone has feelings and attachments. Half of the Jedi council are mothers, and moms are supposed to be the most attached people around. Sometimes the point of going for a walk is to get somewhere, sometimes it's just to walk. Just like I'm not here to catch fish, if that makes sense?"

Klar paused, then laughed a little awkwardly. "Sorry for rambling. I've been thinking about this a LOT lately and I'm really in my head about it." She confessed sheepishly. "If one or both of us ever wind up leaving the Order, we should stay in touch. Is that cool?"

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

As Klar started to talk, Reina sat herself down next to her friend. It was both a surprise but also...comforting to know that Reina wasn't the only one who felt this way. There were probably other Padawans who felt this way as well, but Reina hadn't spoken to them. Instead she listened to Klar in this moment, her focus and gaze settled on the Codru-Ji. There was plenty being said and Reina wanted to show that she was listening. There was plenty she could say as well, but she was going to wait. Then it was her turn to start talking.

"You don't need to be good with the Force. Y'know one of the Jedi who used to be on the Council struggled a lot with the Force. Master Kai'el I think. He was before my time. But...I can try to teach you what I know. How to manipulate water. The air. Don't...compare yourself to the others our age. Focus on what you can do. Look at me. I used to compare myself all the time to others, because...they aren't broken like me."

At that, Reina waved at her prosthesis leg, even pulling up her pant leg for a moment to show off the mixture of cortosis, durasteel and more. It wasn't something Reina was fond of. It was a sign of her mistakes, but she felt like it was important to show for this conversation.

"You want to protect people right? That makes you one of the best Jedi in my eyes Klar. There's no way I can be peaceful and detached myself. Aggressive and detached? Sure. That's how I used to be. I wanted to scream at everyone. Tell them to kark off. But...friendships are what helps us. You've helped me...Like earlier, saying I was all beautiful and stuff? That's made my day. No-one's said stuff like that before...But you're right about the mother part. Though...I don't think it's just for mothers. Grandmaster Valery lets me babysit sometimes and...well...her youngest makes me feel hopeful for the future. Makes me want to fight to protect the future."

She let silence fill the conversation once more. It was a comfortable silence. Reina did try to "cheat" ever so slightly to help Klar out with the fishing, holding her hand out carefully and sending a few small ripples of the Force into the river, trying to adjust the current. Trying to direct any unlucky enough fish to come towards the hook. Yeah, it was cheating...but Reina was enjoying it.

"Don't be sorry for rambling Klar. You need to talk about this stuff? I'm here. I'm not good with words. Or even my own feelings. But it's not good to keep stuff in your head."

At that, Reina seemed to tense up for a moment, as if it thought or debating something to herself...before her head just drifted off to the side as she rested it against Klar's shoulder, leaning against the Codru-Ji. It was Reina's way of showing that she was there for Klar

"But yeah. We can stay in touch. I'm not the kind to abandon my friends. I'm the one who gets abandoned. Not the other way around."​

 

[Klar]

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Klar let the moment pass peacefully. Opening up, sharing anxieties, reassuring one another. She wasn't here to fish, after all, though a fish WOULD be an exciting development. Water beneath, wind in the trees, warmth beside her. The good stuff, the moments she wished she could bottle up, the times that Master Chase had promised her were worth holding out for when she'd been set free and hadn't been brave enough to step out of her cage.

"You know." Klar mused minutes later. "We should probably stop apologize for opening up to each other." She laughed. Within minutes, they'd BOTH apologized for rambling? It was a bit ridiculous, but in a funny way. A way that felt healthy, felt good. The blonde leaned right back, comfortably tilting her head against Reina's.

Leaning back on her lower arms, Klar kept the hook placed quietly in the river and drank in the contact. It wasn't that she was touch-starved, so much that she was a glutton for it. Privately, it was nice that Reina had taken her up on the open invitation to initiate contact. "We might as well settle in and get used to each other, then. Because I've not abandoned a single person in my life, and I'm not about to start." She snickered. "Certainly not going to start with YOU."

"If I weren't a Jedi." Klar began a few minutes later. "I think I'd want to teach. Little ones, specifically." She mused. "Secondary to that, I think I'd probably join a swoop gang. A fun criminal one doing street races." The blonde snickered, a wicked grin sneaking onto her face. "I've recently learned I LOVE speeder bikes, and I think I could really pull off the leather look. What about you?"

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

"You should have seen me before I joined the Jedi. I didn't even know what the word sorry was meant to mean. I didn't know I was meant to care about how other people felt."

She let out a small giggle at that, enjoying the company. Reina wasn't exactly a touchy feely kind of person. That had been ruined for her in the past. But...this was a nice moment. Reina chalked that up to Klar being one of the special cases. Instead of wanting to punch her for getting close, Reina was just enjoying ever last moment of it.

"Not going to start with me, huh? Why? 'Cause I'm special?"

As much as Reina was teasing about it, that was one of the things Reina was always worried about. That she wasn't special. She was just a regular person. Whilst that was more than likely...Reina had always wanted to be more. More than who she was. It was a wish that she was trying to get rid of it, because she knew it could potentially be a slippery slope.

"...I don't know. If I wasn't a Jedi, I'd probably still be moving from planet to planet, selling fish by myself. I'd want to make a fishing crew. Be a Captain myself...but...droids put my old crew, my family out of business. It was just a big...I can see you in a swoop gang though, leather jacket and all that."

She glanced over towards Klar, giving her a little grin before looking back over towards the water, kicking her legs in the water gently to let the water send out little ripples

"I've always wanted to find my family as well...Find out what happened to me...Apparently I got lost at sea on a cruise...According to my sister who found me."​

 

[Klar]

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"Before I joined the Jedi, I was a maid." Klar pointed out with a broad smile. "When I came out of my cocoon, they didn't know what to do with me so they just had me turn over rooms and clean things, keep out of the way." She explained with a smirk. "So I've got the advantage, because basically all I did besides tidy up was pay attention to how other people felt."

Klar snickered quietly, nudging the human gently with an elbow. "Absolutely special. Nobody else out hear teaching me how to fish. And! If I may be a bit daaark..." She smirked wickedly. "Those of us with an irregular number of limbs have to look out for one another, yeah?" She teased. Might be a risky joke, since Reina seemed a bit sensitive about her leg. Klar couldn't fathom why. Being a cyborg sounded completely rad.

Competing with droids, though - yeah. That sounded like an unfortunate casualty of capitalism if Klar had ever heard one. The blonde girl offered a sympathetic smile in response to Reina's slightly more impish grin. Getting run out of business by industrialization, losing your family at sea... tragedies, both. Seemingly inevitable tides of force. Her heart went out to Reina on that one, and Klar communicated this by briefly giving the redhead a one-armed hug with her lower arm, since Reina had the upper shoulder.

"Ever thought about making the trip?" She asked gently, curiously. "It'd be nice to have answers, right? Or at least closure?" The Codru-Ji smiled her most encouraging smile, casting her line again. "I'd go with you, if you think having backup might help. Could probably rope Xuko into it, too. He's a good sort."

 

[Reina Daival]

Location: Tython
Tags: Klar

Well. That was something Reina wasn't expecting to hear. Actual confirmation that she was special. A very obvious and a very bright blush came to Reina's face at that, as she tried to adjust her head in a way so that she wasn't actually looking at the Codru-Ji. There was a part of her that was somewhat...annoyed at the joke, but it was a small part of her.

"...I've technically got my leg back. The guy who caused me to lose left it...frozen in carbonite or something. Slipped it into my hotel room when I was on Corelia for my birthday...Haven't decided if I'm ready to have it back though."

It was a somewhat grim conversation topic but...Reina wasn't sure herself. She had saw her leg as something that she needed to learn from. She couldn't just replace it now that it was easy for her. Plus there was a part of her that had gotten used to it.

"...You know, my leg's part of the reason my face is all scarred up. Had a fight with some Sith...and she started breaking it. Shrapnel from it went all over my face...She tried to rip it off...but I cut it off instead...You shoulda seen how petty I was...She tried to do a whole evil monologue as well...but I blew up my eardrums."

It was still a grim topic of conversation, but Reina was grinning at it. It was fun to see how petty she had been at that moment. All to be petty to Serina. The woman who made it so hard for Reina to feel comfortable with others. She was the exact reason why when Klar wrapped an arm around Reina, the redhead tensed up for a moment...but Serina didn't control Reina. She didn;'t hold power over her. And so, Reina relaxed, leaning into the hug and raised her own arm before wrapping it around Klar in response.

"I have a Naboo trip planned with her. She's apparently some kind of Merchant. 'Lexis. Or well...Alexis. According to her...my actual name is Raini. Strange how close that is to the one I was raised with...My parents stopped searching for me...but she didn't."

Reina couldn't bring herself to look at Klar when her fellow Padawan grinned at her. Not out of shame. It was more...shyness, as Reina just looked at her own reflection in the river.

"I can...see if she's alright with meeting you. And Xuko, I guess. He's not as much of a pain as I thought he'd be."​

 

[Klar]

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Klar could imagine losing an arm or a leg. Really. What she COULDN'T imagine was keeping the preserved limb around after the fact. Would she want to replace it after getting used to a prosthetic? COULD it even be re-attached? Inquiring minds wanted to know! But that wasn't something she should be asking right now. Or ever, probably. It wasn't her business.

"I think that's admirable, you know." Klar added thoughtfully, her even tone sounding a little annoyed in contrast to her typically sunny demeanor. "You didn't let them take the power from you. Breaking your leg? Off with it. Evil chest-pounding? Refused to hear a word." She complimented. Klar took a small breath, then a deeper one to steady herself. This wasn't about her - it was about Reina. She turned and gave the redhead a crooked smile, trying not to get misty about the pain she'd been through. "I really respect that kind of conviction."

A hug given. A hug returned. This amount of touch felt like a stretch for her friend, so Klar honored it with her steadiness. As somebody who was very physically affectionate, Klar simply enjoyed the moment and gave Reina the lightest squeeze of solidarity, rather than wrapping the redheaded elementalist up in the most overpowered four-armed hug she could manage. "We'll be there if you want us." Klar promised. "Or, well. I will be. I can't speak for Xuko." She confessed. "And if she's not alright and you still want support, I'll fly to the planet with you and wait in a hotel or something. So you have somewhere safe to fall back to, and somebody to ride home with."

Klar transferred the rod to her opposite hands, using her freed upper to place a mildly protective and exceedingly affectionate pat on Reina's shoulder. Double-side-hug engaged. There could be no escape. "Would you like me to call you Raini?" Klar offered curiously, glancing down at her. "You don't need to commit to it forever, mind. If you're keen, we can try out Raini for a bit and see if it feels right, or stick with Reina. No judgement from me."