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Baking 101:Starting with Tarts. (Kitt)

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Just under the upper hand.
Gavin had deliberately not had more than two drinks today so far. He had some place to be other than a fighter cockpit and he had to try and stay clear headed or at least that's what he assumed. He jad tied his hair back and put on some decent clothes and made his way to the designated meeting spot.

He had kept a secret for a long time. He had faster tuan normal reflexes, and could anticipate an enemy almost as soon as they thought. For a long time he had drowned the senses and feelimg in the back of his mond and now he was going to do something to try and understand it.

He decided to ask for help and secretly get some training. He hoped it would work out but only time would tell.

He walked in to the training area and started looking for his contact @[member="Kitt Solo"].
 

Kitt Solo

Alen Na'Varro's Ex
@[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

Stang, the training center. The last time she was here, she turned down training from one @[member="Jared Ovmar"]. Now she was training a Mister Gavin Ovmar. Son of a gungan's uncle, that irony.

Lucky for Gavin, she had a plate of fresh tarts, the fruit variety. "You must be Gavin. Rough night-hangover?" She winked. Whether she was joking or not was unclear. "Take these tarts and follow me. I've got a little something more unconventional in mind for training. It involves a waterfall. You a good swimmer?"

"Name's Kitt Solo, by the way. You any relation to Jared?"
 

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@[member="Kitt Solo"]

Gavin blinked and clicked his tongue. He was definitely hungover but he didn't know he was so obvious.

"Daily." He said dryly as he accepted the tarts. "I'm not sure I haven't swam clothed in 20 years."

He was not really joking. He could swim but he usually only bothered if half clothed or unclothed women were involved and he had a felling Kitt was the type to kick is tail long before she pinched it.

"Nice to meet you Kitt Solo, and I think I'm Jared's better looking cousin."
 

Kitt Solo

Alen Na'Varro's Ex
[SIZE=10pt]She cast Gavin a sideways glance as they entered a tight-winding trail into a surrounding jungle. “Ohhh. You think you’re better looking huh.” A tremble in her shoulders may have given away a silent laugh. “So what brings you to the fringe, Gavin?” As they walked, she offered him an extra pack that contained the basics: food, water, and bacta patches.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]The buzz of insects filled the air around them and soon, they found themselves in a small clearing. The rush of water could be heard in the not so distant distance.[/SIZE]
@[member="Gavin Ovmar"]
 

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@[member="Kitt Solo"]

Gavin didn't answer the first part. He was obviously never going to say Jared was better looking. He took the pack as she asked him what brought him to the fringe. It was a little complicated...well no it wasn't but then he didn't like saying he had run out of places to go.

"I'm a pilot and I didn't want to fly for anyone else. That and the dental plan." It wwas almost all partially true. He didn't like the Republic, Mandalore had too many memories and the other big governments werejust plain strange.

Gavin slapped a small insect as it landed on the back of his neck. The clearing was actually quite lovely. He wouldn't admit it of course but he enjoyed the simpler things sometimes. It made life less monotonous. The sound of water rushing in the distance caught his ear and he realized she fully intended to make him swim.

"I didn't really bring swimming attire. Just so you know." He said wondering if he should where all of his clothes or none and what would happen to him for either.
 

Kitt Solo

Alen Na'Varro's Ex
@[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

"Just...keep your pants on, kid." Grinning for a moment, her face quickly turned back to business mode as she motioned toward a crystal-clear pool of water. At the other end was a waterfall that climbed just over thirty stories high.

Bottom line: he'd have to use the force to make it successfully to the top.

"What do you know about the force? Cause you're gonna need it to meet me at the top of that." Index finger pointed to the top of the cliff, at the beginning of the falls.
 

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Just under the upper hand.
[member="Kitt Solo"]
Gavin stopped with his belt half way undone when she said to keep his pants on. He really was going to have to get used to the idea of this training thing. His brown eyes looked at the cool clear pool of water and the waterfall that fed it.

'I can swim that easy' he thought to himself. That is until she asked what he knew about the force and indicated him making it to the top of the water fall.

"Jared put you up to this didn't he?" Gavin said looking at the cliff some 40 meters above the pool. "because if your serious I might as well drop trousers and just let you kick my butt here and now."

Gavin felt the spark in the back of his mind and thought hard about whether or not he really wanted to try his luck. He had tried drowning the Force, among other things and only now had gotten the guts to give it a try. Did he want to back out now after so long?

"Ok, alright." he said finally looking serious enough to put forth some effort. "Tell me what to do and I'll shut up and do it."
 

Kitt Solo

Alen Na'Varro's Ex
[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

"Pfft. If [member="Jared Ovmar"] had his way, he'd center training around a wet t-shirt contest." It was no secret how he canoodled with women. She pinched the bridge of her nose before her attention returned to Gavin.

"Concentrate on how you feel the force - you know, that invisible, magical, mystery pull that gives you a gut instinct about things. Try putting that same energy in your muscles, to make you stronger as you climb. 'Cause you're gonna need it. I can't promise you won't get hurt if you train with me. But we'll hopefully stop the dying part."

She grinned.
 

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[member="Kitt Solo"]

"Do you think he's free?" Gavin said looking up at the waterfall and then to Kitt. :|

Gavin needlessly removed his shirt and began walking toward the water. A typically cheeky grin came over his face and he looked over his shoulder at Kitt.

"You're the wind beneath my wings, Ms. Solo." He said as he kicked off his shoes and stepped into the clear water. It was COLD! He looked back again though this time with fake shock.

"Coulda warned me." He said as he 'sucked it up' and walked further in and swam aarmound to the cliff wall.

He found a small ledge and realized he could have walkef around to it and not swam. Gavin shook his head and pictured Kitt laughing on the shore. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on his 'gut' instinct. He could feel something, an energy in the back of his mind. He tried for a few minutes and finally found a foot and hand hold. He pulled up and slowly began his accent while the raging torent of water roared by not far away. It sprayed it's mist into the air and coated the rocks as he slowly made progress up the cliff while letting the force move around him like a literal wind.

"Too bad she didn't go with the tee shirt idea." He grunted as he pulled himself further up the cliff.
 

Kitt Solo

Alen Na'Varro's Ex
[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

Eyes rolled a 360 at his quip. "Let's keep this professional Ovmar. Maybe I'll even put in a good word for you with Ovmar Senior." Eyes tracked his progress, carefully. Finding a nice spot in the shade, she took a seat and crossed her legs in a classic jedi-type meditation stance.

She tried not to think about the itch on her nose and to keep her attention on Gavin's progress.

It would be a challenge to catch him with the force if he slipped and fell...without breaking any bones.
 

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[member="Kitt Solo"]

The smell of wet earth and water was an oddly comforting thing as he held to a small hand hold while his feet dangled. It was a precarious situation. His feet -had- been on a nice foot hold but an old memory that needed drowning had broken his concentration just enough to slip.

'Focus, bud.' he thought to himself as he tried to feel that part of him that was the force.

He began feeling the burn of his muscles subside as he reached for that spark, or energy that lay in the back of his mind. He pulled him self up and lifted his foot to try and get it back on a foot hold, it took a moment or two but his toes found purchase and he began moving upward again.

'I bet she's eating those tarts.' he thought. With Force aided muscles he began moving faster.
 

Kitt Solo

Alen Na'Varro's Ex
[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

A black and red ladybug landing on her arm distracted her for a moment. Luckily, that wasn't a moment when Gavin slipped. Standing, she made her way over to the base of the waterfall - staying dry.

Using the force, she too, began to climb, still keeping an eye on Gavin's progress. Could she force jump to the top? Yes. She preferred the physical workout.
 

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