Private Pass along Padawan.

[Rose Ann Lovely]

There was an undeniable focus in her eyes. As she fought the practice droid before her.
A flick of her wrist was all it took. Blow after blow. She was quick but the droid was just as quick. The two of them parry every movement. The droid programmed in every fighting style the Jedi could think of. Yet it was still easy to predict what it would do next.


What it wasn't programmed for was roses' little special secret. Well less of a secret. But always surprising.


Blood followed her trail as she shapeshifted during battle. Something she had been practicing for a long time.
Her body reformed as she moved. Only something a quick and trained eye would catch. As she was little more than a blur. Bones broke skin ripped and reformed muscles shifted in what looked like an agonizing curse rather than a convenient gift.
The droid was pulled to the ground by a tail it had not been able to calculate how to fight back against yet. The poor thing being dragged across the ground and tossed into a wall like it was trash. Thankfully for both of them it simply shut off. It could be turned on once more when it was needed.


Rose stood panting. Her half human half… something body would traumatize the normal man.


After her masters retirement she was left without a teacher for the second time. Once more she was being passed around from Jedi master to Jedi master. Learning with them until one would have the time to teach them.


She looked back as she formed back into her birth form. Using the force to flick her own blood off of her to the floor. She raised a brow to see who she sensed.






Jax Thio

 

[Jax Thio]

Location: Training Room, Coruscant
Equipment: Jedi Robes, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Promise Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Rose Ann Lovely

It had been a while since Jax trained a Padawan.

He met Rose at Mustafar during his self-imposed exile. Admittedly Jax wasn't in the best mental state at that time once again going back to his old friend: Alcohol. Rose didn't deserve to be trained under a self-pitying Master it was only after Jax found himself and returned to the Jedi Temple that he found Rose again still wanting to be trained under him. Was it fate that bought them together? Jax didn't know but all if she still wanted to be trained then it was an opportunity for Jax to redeem himself with the young woman.

"Your form is a bit sloppy," Jax said entering the room. "Remember blade work is 90 percent footwork, if you don't work on it, one jab at your feet and you'll be thrown off balance."

 

[Rose Ann Lovely]

New master, new life, renewed self doubt and redoubled unwillingness to be close to anyone. There was a new learning barrier as well. Not having anyone to teach her at the time anything she did learn was sloppy, or spotty, sure she would get tips from other Jedi interchangeably and that was great for learning more than one way to skin a lothe cat. But it made it harder to hunker down and get good at something. Better to have a master of one thing than a jack of all in this line of work. Or even better a master of all.


As she heard Jax's voice her brows furrowed and her fist balled up. His criticism wasn't really wanted at the time. She was mostly trying to blow off steam at this point. She took a deep breath, an unwillingness to take critique, frustration and attitude would land her just about next to nowheresville.


Out of the blue and just left of nowheresville it dawned on her. She knew the man attached to this voice. Turning Around her mood brightened.

“Well come on over then old timer, you should show me how it's done, I mean I learn pretty hands on, but having your experience and guidance to push me just that much further would be more than helpful. And how was that break of yours? Eye-opening I presume seeing your back here at the temple. Now I had half the thought that you just wouldn't ever be coming back. Seeing you is like seeing a miracle in the flesh.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and smirked. Sure seeing her dotted with her own blood was off putting but that smile of hers could disarm and put even a deathwatch mandalorian at ease.

With her braid neatly tucked behind her ear, her hood down exposing the bright hair that made her so easily recognizable she looked far more like a friend then just a Jedi Padawan.
Her cloak being pinched in by the tight belt around her waist that occasionally held her lightsaber. Only occasionally most of the time it seemed like she just had that thing up her sleeve but All in all.


She was a sight for sore eyes.

Jax Thio

 

[Jax Thio]

Location: Training Room, Coruscant
Equipment: Jedi Robes, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Promise Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Rose Ann Lovely

Jax was considered to be a Master of Lightsaber combat having at least an expert level understanding on all forms of Saber combat ranging from all seven forms (including the Broken Gate form that Caltin Vanagor taught him) and more esoteric forms like the Saber Pike. "A little testy there are we my very inexperienced apprentice," Jax smirked. "One cannot be so bold to demand things from your Master especially out of frustration."

The Jedi Master activated his Lightsaber, the blue blade shone in front of his face. "Activate your Lightsaber Rose," he said. "We'll go through the exercise together."