Location: Oldin Family Compound, training facility, Eshan.
Avery had a stern focused look on her face as stood at the edge of a training mat as she watched two of her students sparring. Her silver eyes watched their movement and every attack defense they made on one another. Other students sat around the outer edge of the mat watching the two students sparring everyone of them take mental nots on the sparring bout. Avery spoke out one of the students in the match her voice stern and forceful. “Rylin you’re telegraphing you left strikes to much, tighten and speed them up.”
A few more moments past as Rylin speed up and tightened up her attacks however it wasn’t long, and she slacked up again. Grey the other combatant took note and coming in with a left that was quickly and easily blocked by Rylins right, however it caused Rylin to return an attack with her left which she was slacking, Grey easily blocked in and went in for a quick head butt. Rylin staggered back her nose bleeding.
“Enough!” Avery called out Grey turned to face the master and Rylin stagger a few steps but eventually turned to face The Master Avery. They both bow their heads to her, and the other students stood up and faced her. Everyone including Avery was completely naked they had no shame and nothing to hide from each other. The body just like combat was art not to be hidden every muscle on the body told a story in the spar. The students bowed their heads to the master and the Master returned the bow to them.
“You all may go; tomorrow Paul and Kham will spar.” The students began to walk off towards the dressing areas, Avery’s hand reached out grabbed Rylin by the left shoulder stopping her as she tried to pass by. “The Body does not lie Rylin, you need time grieve your father. Take the time like I suggested last week.” She spoke quietly and softly so the other students couldn’t hear the conversation. Avery let Rylin’s shoulder go allowing her to continue to dressing room. Rylin said nothing though walking off in silence and Avery could easily read the woman’s body language and it told her that she would be back tomorrow not giving herself the time she truly needed.
Avery let out a heavy sigh as she reached out with the force and brought her robe to her hand. She draped it over shoulders and body. Her silver glowing eyes stared at the mat specifically the blood spot that Rylin’s nose had left when it dripped. Avery’s mind drifted back to a time where she was fighting in one of the arena’s on Nar Shaddaa. She felt every punch and kick in her mind as she remembered the brutal and bloody fight. She remembered how she didn’t feel the pain when she shattered her right fist in that fight, which instinctively caused her to open and close her right fist.
She shook away the thoughts of how she ran away from her own grief, how she refused to grieve so many things in her life. At least Rylin wouldn't go as far Avery did to running from her fear of grief. That was so long ago for Avery yet she still had not let herself fully heal the grief she probably never would.
Talia Starfall
Avery had a stern focused look on her face as stood at the edge of a training mat as she watched two of her students sparring. Her silver eyes watched their movement and every attack defense they made on one another. Other students sat around the outer edge of the mat watching the two students sparring everyone of them take mental nots on the sparring bout. Avery spoke out one of the students in the match her voice stern and forceful. “Rylin you’re telegraphing you left strikes to much, tighten and speed them up.”
A few more moments past as Rylin speed up and tightened up her attacks however it wasn’t long, and she slacked up again. Grey the other combatant took note and coming in with a left that was quickly and easily blocked by Rylins right, however it caused Rylin to return an attack with her left which she was slacking, Grey easily blocked in and went in for a quick head butt. Rylin staggered back her nose bleeding.
“Enough!” Avery called out Grey turned to face the master and Rylin stagger a few steps but eventually turned to face The Master Avery. They both bow their heads to her, and the other students stood up and faced her. Everyone including Avery was completely naked they had no shame and nothing to hide from each other. The body just like combat was art not to be hidden every muscle on the body told a story in the spar. The students bowed their heads to the master and the Master returned the bow to them.
“You all may go; tomorrow Paul and Kham will spar.” The students began to walk off towards the dressing areas, Avery’s hand reached out grabbed Rylin by the left shoulder stopping her as she tried to pass by. “The Body does not lie Rylin, you need time grieve your father. Take the time like I suggested last week.” She spoke quietly and softly so the other students couldn’t hear the conversation. Avery let Rylin’s shoulder go allowing her to continue to dressing room. Rylin said nothing though walking off in silence and Avery could easily read the woman’s body language and it told her that she would be back tomorrow not giving herself the time she truly needed.
Avery let out a heavy sigh as she reached out with the force and brought her robe to her hand. She draped it over shoulders and body. Her silver glowing eyes stared at the mat specifically the blood spot that Rylin’s nose had left when it dripped. Avery’s mind drifted back to a time where she was fighting in one of the arena’s on Nar Shaddaa. She felt every punch and kick in her mind as she remembered the brutal and bloody fight. She remembered how she didn’t feel the pain when she shattered her right fist in that fight, which instinctively caused her to open and close her right fist.
She shook away the thoughts of how she ran away from her own grief, how she refused to grieve so many things in her life. At least Rylin wouldn't go as far Avery did to running from her fear of grief. That was so long ago for Avery yet she still had not let herself fully heal the grief she probably never would.
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