Second Floor Training Room
Jedi Temple, Coruscant
Phil Treymore sat on the bench nearer the door with a warm towel around his neck. Today was open Sparring Tuesday and he was anxious to see who showed up. Rumor had it that a one Master Apparine was on the prowl for victims, and that was just fine for him. The other Apprentices made for such inexperienced partners. He could use a good lesson from a combat veteran. Even if that lesson was a butt kicking.
Tall, dark, and handsome; the thirty-something Apprentice rubbed his hands together with vigor. Ugh. Waiting was not his specialty.
Jedi Temple, Coruscant
Phil Treymore sat on the bench nearer the door with a warm towel around his neck. Today was open Sparring Tuesday and he was anxious to see who showed up. Rumor had it that a one Master Apparine was on the prowl for victims, and that was just fine for him. The other Apprentices made for such inexperienced partners. He could use a good lesson from a combat veteran. Even if that lesson was a butt kicking.
Tall, dark, and handsome; the thirty-something Apprentice rubbed his hands together with vigor. Ugh. Waiting was not his specialty.