L O S T
Bastion
Following the subjugation of Muunilinst, and Maelasi's believed failure when it came to [member='Ignus']' safety, the young Thyrisian had decided it was time for further training. A soldier she may have been, but in order to keep her duties she had no doubt that the art of the Sith could remain unknown to her no longer. Leos had tried to convince her that she had done no wrong, but he had also not been adverse to the idea of her seeking lessons elsewhere. One could never be too prepared after all.There had been a Sith there that day, and though he had arrived late to the negotiations he had helped to secure the Muun all the same. Leos thought that, given the two had already met if only briefly, it would be a decent pairing if he set Maelasi up with [member='Vengeance'] for some one on one Makashi training. While she could wield a lightsaber, she had never really looked into the forms. Her style was a little more unique, drawing upon the influences of her people. It was a form of poise, etiquette, elegance. It required balance, fleeting footwork, and in many ways trust.
A true duelists path.
No doubt the girl would find a way to add her own flavour to it in time.
Pacing down the halls of the Academy Leos had sent her to, Maelasi kept her gaze fixed dead ahead. Past various rooms filled with students. A mess hall. A conference room. Then out into the eastern courtyard where the sun was high and the air was crisp. She had no knowledge of whether Vengeance would be waiting. If he would show at all. These arrangements had not been made with her privy to the conversations after all. She had just been a good soldier and gone along with her employers word.