After the sparring session, Ara was still in a bit of a lull about her performance. Didn't matter how many good moments she had in her fight with Iris, the bad moments stuck out the most to her. Missteps, bad movement, bad saber control, she felt like a chump between all of those Padawans. It made her wonder just why Master Sol'yan took her in. All of his patience, training, guidance and determination felt lost on her. The planet was also not helping her mood at all. The smell brought back a lot of bad memories.
In the training grounds, Ara was by herself as she moved through her forms at a lethal speed. Sweat clung to her and her breaths were heavy as she trained, though it was far more than just training. Since Master Valery showed her that funky fighting meditation, she had taken to it like it was podracing. Every day, she tried to meditate with that wacky style she was shown, and it worked like a charm. It burnt energy, helped her to train, and she could clear her head in a way that she could work with.
At least until her commlink pinged on the bench close to her, inside the pocket of her cloak. Ara landed on the ground in a crouch and looked up, wiping the sweat off her brow as she stood up and walked over to check who it was. She was pleasantly surprised by Iris' voice coming from the other end.
"Bro, I... kicked you ass the other day... of course I'm still here." She answered, still out of breath as a tired smile appeared.
"Where you at? I just wanna get some water then I'll be with you." She continued as she clipped her hilt to her belt and grabbed her things, carefully escaping the torrent of padawans training around her as she went for the exit.
Iris Arani