Private Almost Like Fighting Fires

[Tel Ahren]

Anthony Gray Sun

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In the days after the arrival of a fairly...suspicious package to the temple on Coruscant, one that he'd had the misfortune to be the first to handle, Tel had tried to devote himself back to practicing and learning as well as he was able. Coming suddenly face-to-face with the Grandmaster of the Order in such ignominious circumstances was nearly as uncomfortable as handling the box itself had been, not to mention the presence of a temple guard that made it clear just how far behind he was compared to many of the others of his generation within the Jedi. Taking the masters that had been handling him since he was a youngling at face value, always following along, staying out of the way of danger, getting what little snippets of knowledge and training he could, when by now he should've at least joined some of the other Padawans in his age to try and step forward as part of the Order's next generation.

Zeffo had proved that, too, when he'd barely been able to do anything but run from the Sith monster he'd run into.

Now he stood in the courtyard, off by himself, practicing at deflecting blaster bolts with a remote droid. Eyes closed—as close as the droid was, and knowing that the stun bolts it fired could come from nearly any point on its spherical body, relying on his normal senses wouldn't help him at all. Sound itself wasn't even enough with the pattern the droid was set to. He could only rely on the Force telling him when and where to place his blade to keep from getting shocked. His blue training blade flashed through the air after a moment of stillness, the unmistakable sizzle of the low-power bolts dissipating against the lightsaber's magnetic field filling the air for a few moments.

He was getting faster, at least. He'd gotten a message from some other Jedi earlier in the day, telling him to meet down in the courtyard; without anything better to do, he'd decided to come early, claiming the remote for the day and using it to fill in the time. Hopefully he wasn't running out of time before whoever it was was supposed to meet with him.

"Again," he commanded the droid, raising his training saber once more. "Faster. Random pattern." The droid beeped out an acknowledgement, and started to float around him once again.

 

[Anthony Gray Sun]

Tag: Tel Ahren​

Since Woostri, Anthony had taken the chance to refamiliarize himself with the Jedi Temple. Coruscant was a big place, and yet he couldn't help but notice how things had changed.

The new biodomes were nice, but it felt weird to have a forest in the middle of Coruscant.

Wandering had become a normal habit of Anthony, and today he wandered into the Courtyard, eyeing a padawan that seemed to be practicing by himself. Did he not have a master? Hmmm...

Something felt off. He couldn't tell what, but he felt compelled to at least look into it.

"You know, it'd be better if you learned to dodge. I always go right first, throws people off." He added as he walked up, letting out a chuckle.

 

[Tel Ahren]

Anthony Gray Sun

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Tel started at the sudden voice behind him, stepping aside and turning to see who it was. Coincidentally, that led to him doing just as had been suggested—dodging the next stun blast, where it dissipated harmlessly into the ground. The remote, however, recognized this sudden change and the newcomer to be outside of its programming, so it paused the routine, floating dormant. Tel squinted at the taller man as his suddenly-reopened eyes had to readjust to the sunlight, taking into account the fireman's jacket rather than any normal robes. The size that likely lent itself to such work.

And yet, the Force within the man was as noticeable as with any Jedi.

"You must not fight the same person twice," he replied drily. He wasn't entirely certain who this was; a break wasn't a bad idea, though. And he was supposed to be meeting some Knight soon anyways. Actually, what time was that...

He glanced at his datapad and noticed that the time was, in fact, then.

"Oh. Uh. Are you the one that sent me that message saying to meet out here earlier?" It didn't seem like it. Somehow it didn't seem like this tall firefighter type had really meant to run into him so much as just had been there at the right time. Nobody else was around to be coming up, either, so he wasn't sure either way. "Nice to meet you, either way. Name's Tel."

 

[Jo'Han Felcado]

"You must not fight the same person twice,"

"Yup, third time's the charm. Can't stop at two"

 

[Anthony Gray Sun]

Tag: Tel Ahren
Spooky Ghost: Jo'Han Felcado​

Oh, right. He was that guy.

"I was actually. Just got a bit distracted wandering around. It's meditative for me, and a jedi can easily get lost in this place." Excuses, Excuses. "As for fighting someone more than once, you'd be surprised how unavoidable that can be in this day and age. I'm Anthony Gray Sun. I take it you're without a master? That seems to be a running problem lately. Seen a lot of paddies without guidance."

All it did was remind him of the Hyperspace War. Too many padawans without masters.