Eenia Vahn
ARISE
While most of Kashyyyk was dense forest and swamp, it did have some really nice beaches. Places where sand kissed water, and the sun usually beat down on the bodies found swimming or just soaking up the heat of the day. It was warm, inviting, and peaceful. Usually.
A torrent of sand was displaced from it's original rest from the force of the landing Eenia had just made. She had skid only a short ways, the sand slowing her down, and then she had charged right back in to where she had quickly moved herself from in the first place. Naturally the blonde knew that [member="Kahlil Zambrano"] was far better with a weapon in his hand than she was, but that didn't stop her from going right back to him, training saber still drawn and ready. Nia still had yet to get an actual lightsaber, and it wasn't something she was overly upset about. It had taken her quite a long time to get to where she was comfortable enough in her own skin to use any sort of hand-to-hand weapon comfortably. So that fact that she had yet to go and make a saber of her own really wasn't all that surprising.
It had been two years now since she had first grabbed Kahlil by the hand and drug him all around the silver rest. That day had changed everything in Eenia's life, and while there had been rough moments over the two years for sure, there was never a time when Nia regretted literally running into the man positioned across from her now.
Most couples would make their way to the beach and spend the day doing things couples do. Picnics, swimming, and Gods only knew whatever else. Kahlil and Eenia on the other hand? They had come down here, out of the way, where they had lots of room to move so that they could spar. There was challenge still written plain as day across Eenia's expression, and the smirk on her lips only added to it.
"Are you going to actually do something, or are you just going to make me dance around you all morning?" she questioned him, though was still poised and ready to move again in an instant if she needed.
A torrent of sand was displaced from it's original rest from the force of the landing Eenia had just made. She had skid only a short ways, the sand slowing her down, and then she had charged right back in to where she had quickly moved herself from in the first place. Naturally the blonde knew that [member="Kahlil Zambrano"] was far better with a weapon in his hand than she was, but that didn't stop her from going right back to him, training saber still drawn and ready. Nia still had yet to get an actual lightsaber, and it wasn't something she was overly upset about. It had taken her quite a long time to get to where she was comfortable enough in her own skin to use any sort of hand-to-hand weapon comfortably. So that fact that she had yet to go and make a saber of her own really wasn't all that surprising.
It had been two years now since she had first grabbed Kahlil by the hand and drug him all around the silver rest. That day had changed everything in Eenia's life, and while there had been rough moments over the two years for sure, there was never a time when Nia regretted literally running into the man positioned across from her now.
Most couples would make their way to the beach and spend the day doing things couples do. Picnics, swimming, and Gods only knew whatever else. Kahlil and Eenia on the other hand? They had come down here, out of the way, where they had lots of room to move so that they could spar. There was challenge still written plain as day across Eenia's expression, and the smirk on her lips only added to it.
"Are you going to actually do something, or are you just going to make me dance around you all morning?" she questioned him, though was still poised and ready to move again in an instant if she needed.