Akodya's fingers curled around the hilt of the training saber, tightly gripping the cool metal that was warming from her touch. Shifting into her starting stance Akodya took a sharp breath of air in, and breathed out all the worries and other things let blocked her from channeling the force. The young jedi swiftly moved into the next lightsaber form, each movement smooth and handled with an element of grace.
She can never let her opponent see her slip or make a clumsy mistake, they must never see the fear or stress that she might be feeling. She was a vessel of the living force, a jedi. Always calm, always sensible.
Akodya remained focused on the sound of her blade slicing the air, and the light taps her feet made as they hit the temple floor.
There is no emotion, there is peace...
She can never let her opponent see her slip or make a clumsy mistake, they must never see the fear or stress that she might be feeling. She was a vessel of the living force, a jedi. Always calm, always sensible.
Akodya remained focused on the sound of her blade slicing the air, and the light taps her feet made as they hit the temple floor.
There is no emotion, there is peace...