Reela Witko
Nautolan. Princess. Jedi.
The Jedi Temple on Courascant
Reeal stood in the middle of a spacious training room. She was wearing her Jedi padawan clothing, minus the hooded robe most Jedi wore, with her eyes closed and taking deep breaths. A moment later she reached for her lightsaber on her belt and activated it, the purple blade igniting from it.
She opened her eyes and began to swing her saber in a number of directions, obviously training herself how to better handle it in a fight. Changing from hand to hand, swinging it around in her hands in a cyclone formation, even throwing it before it came back to her. With one final flip in the air, landing in a crane-style fashion Reela finally turned her saber off.
"Well, TC?" she asked, looking to her protocol droid who'd been standing nearby. "How was that?"
"I believe it was an excellent display, your majesty." the droid said, holding her hooded robes in his metal arms. "Though I am not exactly an expert on these things." As she walked over taking her robes back, he continued with "I do think, however, you would be better suited if you were trained by an actual Jedi master."
She sighed and said "I know, TC. But the council hasn't decided on just ONE master for me yet so I'm fine with just jumping between one to another. Actually I think it;s better. Means I can be more well rounded as a Jedi in the future."
"As you wish, your grace." he said. "Though I do think all this Jedi rubbish is getting in the way of your diplomatic studies."
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Reeal stood in the middle of a spacious training room. She was wearing her Jedi padawan clothing, minus the hooded robe most Jedi wore, with her eyes closed and taking deep breaths. A moment later she reached for her lightsaber on her belt and activated it, the purple blade igniting from it.
She opened her eyes and began to swing her saber in a number of directions, obviously training herself how to better handle it in a fight. Changing from hand to hand, swinging it around in her hands in a cyclone formation, even throwing it before it came back to her. With one final flip in the air, landing in a crane-style fashion Reela finally turned her saber off.
"Well, TC?" she asked, looking to her protocol droid who'd been standing nearby. "How was that?"
"I believe it was an excellent display, your majesty." the droid said, holding her hooded robes in his metal arms. "Though I am not exactly an expert on these things." As she walked over taking her robes back, he continued with "I do think, however, you would be better suited if you were trained by an actual Jedi master."
She sighed and said "I know, TC. But the council hasn't decided on just ONE master for me yet so I'm fine with just jumping between one to another. Actually I think it;s better. Means I can be more well rounded as a Jedi in the future."
"As you wish, your grace." he said. "Though I do think all this Jedi rubbish is getting in the way of your diplomatic studies."
@Odeyseis