Dominic Shiro
Equilibrium
'The Force is...a strange thing. Much like the river, it flows...in all things. It's path is not always clear, just as things aren't always black and white' - Kafh-en-ma-nofre
Those words, continuously finding their way back into Dominic's mind, after his encounter with the Sith on Kessel, the thought of a light and dark side of the force was intoxicating to him, why separate the force? Surely it would make more sense to embrace everything about the force. A nice round of cardio and punching bags usually would take his mind of things such as this, in fact that was exactly where he was headed.
The door opened, and as Dom peered inside he caught sight of [member="Kahlil Zambrano"], sat in the centre of the room, Knelt down, eyes closed. Dom assumed he was meditating, he must've been, surely he wasn't training on the floor, completely still, Dom simply moved around the edges or the room, coming to a small weapons rack, he picked up a training saber, starring at the hilt, thinking about potentially having his own saber.....
The thought however, quickly left his mind, as he looked back toward Kahlil, still motionless, so deciding that he had nothing better to do, Dom slid the hilt along the floor until it came to a stop just in front of Kahlil's knees, "Hey sunshine, feel like a little sparring? Maybe we can make you a better duellist" Yet again, he had seemed to have forgotten what the work 'serious' meant, he picked up the other saber, holding it backwards, waiting for a response from Kahlil...