Reina Daival
"Little Shield"
Location: Coruscant - Jedi Temple Training Room
Objective: Practice
Objective: Practice

Breathe. Focus. It was hard to get used to standing on solid ground, even now as she was finally in a...safe place for her. Going from wartorn planet, to wartorn planet. Technically Coruscant was still wartorn but it was rebuilding. Picking up the pieces bit by bit. Honestly though? Rebuilding and recovery wasn't Reina's cup of caff. Battling was more enjoyabe. Feeling her blood rushing through her veins as she moved. It was why she was in this training room now. Joining the Jedi had been a spur of the moment decision. She'd already had two potentially life changing encounters with the Jedi. One on Keshi, where she was saved by a Miralukan after she killed a Mandalorian. Then on Jedha, where she fought with and bled with a group of Jedi. Was it any surprise that she'd ask to join? She knew she had the Force. Although she saw it as the Spirit of the Sea instead.
Of course, she wasn't necessarily a fan of the robes. Sure, they were clean and proper looking...but that wasn't her. She was dirty. Rough. But perhaps she was a diamond in the rough. With enough pressure and polish, maybe she'd be able to glow as brightly as the Jedi had on Jedha. If she could just work on the Force and her own combat skills, she could get there. Eventually. She could imagine her old crew laughing at the idea of her being some kind of hero. At least that's what she had came to learn that the Jedi were seen as. Heroes. Knights of the Light. Heh. The whole Light and Hero part sounded dumb to her...but the idea of being called a Knight? Now that sounded sweet. Of course...she'd probably have to work on her reading as well, but reading was lame.
Instead she worked on her combat skills, twirling the quarterstaff in her hands as she focused on the training droids armed with blasters and melee weapons. Some might say it would be better for her to be practicing with a training saber but they just felt too...lackluster to her. At least with the quarterstaff, it felt like she was using her harpoon all over again. Twirling the metal staff through the air, focusing on the combat drill. Dodging and striking. Blaster fire was something she wasn't used to dodging. Dodging a melee weapon was far simpler to her. She could easily deflect a strike with her staff. Another downside of the staff, she could at least deflect blaster shots with a lightsaber. If she tried that with the quarterstaff, there was a chance that it would get blasted out of her hands.
As the drill went on, more and more blasts were being sent Reina's way. It was no surprise that she'd eventually get pelted with the stun bolts. Stumbling down to the ground with her quarterstaff clattering to the ground. No. She needed to focus. She was being far too rigid in the way she dodged. The way she moved. Reina had to be like the sea itself. The girl picked up the quarterstaff, twirling it once more as she prepared to reset the drill. This time, letting her concentration fade for a moment. Focus on the flow of the Force around herself...before she moved. Moving between the combat droids, twisting and twirling herself around as she struck out with the metal staff. Rising up from a crouch and into a leap like a roaring wave as she let the Force flow through her.
Before she knew it, the drill was over. The girl stood there, using the staff as a standing support as she leaned against it. Sweat dripping from her forehead as she ran a hand through her hair. It was only one combat drill under her belt...but it was better than nothing. She just needed to figure out what to practice for next.
OOC: Would prefer to interact with a Jedi for this!
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