Lightsaber 102 (D3, Mid-Afternoon)

[Faily]

"Yeah, you know, all that's well and good if you wanna fight. I don't want to feel like a weapon, you know, or that it's part of me."

[Zanja]

The match-up was probably less intense than what they have to go through yesterday at the very least. She didn't mind when she worked on the aggression between blows, quickly taking the necessary steps back as she worked to deflect them and wait until she might potentially go wide enough so she could a comfortable counterattack.

((Ahh, sorry! Missed this yesterday!))

Zanja had determination and some strong flickers of insight to her credit, but she also tended to come in too hard and, as Esla expected, leave herself open. Most likely she would take a few more blows than she dealt out, though she didn't seem to mind--or rather, her baseline 'Zanja thinking about fighting' scowl never really deepened much, even when Esla got a cut on her.

[Esla Tor]

Esla made her strikes, merely went for taps when she saw the openings against Zanja. Admittedly, Zanja looked fierce without the scowl and she didn't want to upset her in case she took the practice strikes are more than that. Admittedly, she might have pulled herself back too much that she relented slightly in her assault to give Zanja some counterattack opportunities of her own.

[Eir]

"Yeah, you know, all that's well and good if you wanna fight. I don't want to feel like a weapon, you know, or that it's part of me."

Eir nodded in understanding, "you should probably at least practice some basic defenses, just in case. And it's good for the body to spar a bit now and then. What else are you into?"

[Zanja]

Esla made her strikes, merely went for taps when she saw the openings against Zanja. Admittedly, Zanja looked fierce without the scowl and she didn't want to upset her in case she took the practice strikes are more than that. Admittedly, she might have pulled herself back too much that she relented slightly in her assault to give Zanja some counterattack opportunities of her own.

Zanja probably wasn't quite as skilled or careful as Esla when it came to pulling her blows, but on the other hand, there weren't quite as many of them either.

"Phew. You're good," she said after a while, panting slightly as she swiped a few locks of long hair back from her face. "Niman, right?"

[Taime Jorel]

Taime found himself enjoying the back and forth with Byron, glad to have an opportunity to practice against Soresu. He'd worked up a bit of a sweat trying.

"You're quite good." He says, in between strikes.

[Byron Mik]

Taime found himself enjoying the back and forth with Byron, glad to have an opportunity to practice against Soresu. He'd worked up a bit of a sweat trying.

"You're quite good." He says, in between strikes.

Byron replied, "That's kind of you to say, there are far better fighters among the trainees. I just hope my skill will be enough to aid those that need my defense."

[Taime Jorel]

He smiles. "It'll be useful, to be sure. Better to get the person you're guarded out of there rather than get the glory."

[Byron Mik]

“Jedi should not be fighting for glory,” he said warmly. “We should only draw our weapon to quickly end a threat and allow diplomacy to resume.”

[Taime Jorel]

He nods. "Its true. But not all those who have sought to become Jedi have known that. It is an important truth you speak."

[Byron Mik]

It was one of the great ironies that Jedi were often considered great warrior-heroes when the core of the Jedi was diplomacy and knowledge, but defending yourself was a universal right of any sentient so it made sense they would learn to defend their interest. He replied, “We strive to be defenders, not soldiers… the line often gets blurred in war.”

[Taime Jorel]

He nods. "War changes everything. But it can't change what is at the core of all of us."

[Byron Mik]

He nods. "War changes everything. But it can't change what is at the core of all of us."

"I have to disagree, it can change us, the story of Revan is exactly that, war changing a Jedi into a Monster," he responded.

[Taime Jorel]

He shakes his head. "What I mean is, that change can only occur if we allow it. If our minds become tainted by what we perceive to be what we deserve. If we put ourselves first. That's how we can lose ourselves."

[Byron Mik]

“I would like to think it is that simple, but I am not sure I can agree. Philosophers are divided on the subject some believe we wake up every day as a new person… others think we have a core that is us from birth to till we return to the Force… and there are any numbers of variations in between. Even the notion of absolute moral goodness is debatable,” he replied warmly as he continued their spar their training blades clashing with sparks.

[Taime Jorel]

He continues his clash against Byron's defenses. "It is not that simple. Avoiding the temptation of ego is a struggle that never ends. There are many who thought they were above law or moral order. They all found they were wrong. The only absolute is in our ability to be our own destruction, if we let it."

[Byron Mik]

"On that we can agree, we ave the power to determine our actions, even if the Force knows what will be, we must make it so," he responded.

[Esla Tor]

Zanja probably wasn't quite as skilled or careful as Esla when it came to pulling her blows, but on the other hand, there weren't quite as many of them either.

"Phew. You're good," she said after a while, panting slightly as she swiped a few locks of long hair back from her face. "Niman, right?"

Esla gave Zanja room after their bout from each other and gave a small bow with a hand on her heart in thanks for the match. She smiled faintly at the compliment, although didn't know what to say or show much else about it. In her mind, she wasn't that good, that was probably reserved for the real duellists.

"Yes," She admitted with a few nods.

After a small pause, she returned in kind in an effort to be social. "Uhm...you?"

[Zanja]

Esla gave Zanja room after their bout from each other and gave a small bow with a hand on her heart in thanks for the match. She smiled faintly at the compliment, although didn't know what to say or show much else about it. In her mind, she wasn't that good, that was probably reserved for the real duellists.

"Yes," She admitted with a few nods.

After a small pause, she returned in kind in an effort to be social. "Uhm...you?"

"Shien." Zanja scowled. "Still needs a lot of work." Esla might be getting the impression that Zanja just wasn't a particularly cheerful looking young person most of the time--perhaps there was nothing personal about it.

[Faily]

Eir nodded in understanding, "you should probably at least practice some basic defenses, just in case. And it's good for the body to spar a bit now and then. What else are you into?"

The Zeltron sullenly threw away her training saber. "Anything but this!"

Having watched the scene stoicly up until this point, Master Jaric now stepped forward to the pair. "Avilea. Apologise to Eir, and then leave the training hall. Take the day off to calm yourself."

Avilea set her jaw firmly as she looked at Eir and Jaric, looking almost like she was about to cry now that she was being called out for her behaviour, and then marched off without looking back.

"Let her go, Eir..." Jaric's tone was surprisingly soft as he shifted his gaze from the departing student to Eir. "She'll apologise eventually - she's having a hard time."