Ossus Training

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher had been taking extra classes back at the Academy to improve his lightsaber techniques and combat. He didn't come to the Academy often after becoming a Padawan, though the building held many happy memories. He'd spent his adolescent life with his clan here after leaving his home planet at a young age.

Although Fletcher was already above most Padawan's his age when it came to lightsaber combat, he was very arrogant about it and he always thought he was the better swordsman. Mostly, he'd make little mistakes that left vital parts of his body open to attacks. He had a scar on the right side of his face, by the corner of his eye, from a recent lightsaber fight with a Sith Acolyte when he lost focus and left himself open to attacks. It was a lesson he hoped he learnt.

The Academy was full of life, with younglings and students everywhere. Fletcher walked into an empty training room and took the lightsaber hilt from his belt. It had always felt oddly comforting, for a stick of plasma.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

The academy, full of life, full of sounds and sights to hear and see respectively... One that the Jedi Master had recently taken solace in after the dissolution of the Ession Reformation. He felt himself ostracized by the Republic and it's Order, and didn't feel comfortable enough to serve under another Order right now, such as the Silver Jedi... Under a higher power that could dictate him and steer him in the wrong direction again. So instead... He had come here. For solace. To learn. To teach.

When Fletcher would enter the training room, he would find himself nearly whacked with a couple of training sabers, unactivated, that had formerly been on a rack. All sorts of objects, from dummies, to training sabers to staffs and targets were flying around in circles in the room. In the center of this chaos was a man that Fletcher would likely recognize from the coronation, the Jedi Master, Josh DragonsFlame, who had gotten into a confrontation with the Mandalorian. Joshua appeared to be meditating, sitting cross-legged in the center of the room as the objects flew around him. As DragonsFlame sensed another being in the room, his eyes would open, and he would gently let down the objects that had been a victim of his meditations.

"I apologize if anything had struck you, Padawan" He would apologize politely, looking over at him. "You were looking to use the room then, I assume?"

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher ducked to avoid the items flying around the room, though to no avail, as a training lightsaber hit his shoulder once he stood back up. "Ow." he put a hand to his shoulder although it didn't really hurt that much. It didn't take him long to find the source of the chaos, the Jedi Master he had previously met with his own master. The Jedi seemed to be meditating, not caring of the objects flying around him. Fletcher walked towards the man and stopped as soon as he was seen. It wasn't a surprise to the Padawan for the Master to know he was here, after all he was a Master for a reason.

"I was looking for an Instructor." he said quietly.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi Master would nod slowly, and rise to his full height. The six-foot-two Jedi Master would crack his neck, likely suffering a tad bit of discomfort from being in a meditative stance for so long, but a good adjustment of his neck and shoulders appeared to be the fix of that. He would stare down at the Padawan for a moment, seeming to be examining him, possibly examining his posture, relaxing, trying to sense his emotions... His mindsets... Where his head was at.

He would nod then, and stretch his shoulder a bit before speaking. "As I am still finding my own way for the moment, I'm not taking formal Padawans, but I doubt that's why you came, as you have a very attractive Master already" He would half-joke with a small smile. "What I can do is give you a bit of practice with your blade, if you so desire. Perhaps help you remove a few blights from your strategy?" The Jedi Master would offer.

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[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher stared at the man for a moment, taken back by what he'd just said. He'd never seen his Master in that way, though he supposed, now he'd thought about it...

"That would be great." he said, looking up at the man. The Padawan was often too informal with Jedi of a higher status, though it was something he had yet to be called out on. The boy stood in a slouching position, still clutching his lightsaber hilt. But once he realised what the Jedi was doing, he stood at his full height and cleared his mind of any distractions.

The Padawan wasn't nervous. He was arrogant and determined to impress, something he couldn't hide.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

He'd meant it as a joke when calling Fletcher's Master attractive, as true as it was. Of course, he'd never met the woman beyond the coronation, but jokes were jokes, right? The Jedi Master would nod when Fletcher agreed to a bit of sparring practice in order to sharpen and refine his blade skills. "Alright" The Jedi Master said as he would stretch just a moment to get himself in sparring shape. The boy slouched quite a bit, he noted... Why was that? Jedi didn't generally slouch like that.

"Can I ask why you slouch?" He would inquire toward the Padawan. "I thought stance was a basic part of your training. I've never seen a Jedi slouch before without some kind of debilitating back injury, and you don't seem to be injured in any sort of fashion" He would observe. He wasn't judging, but he couldn't help but be curious. People didn't think much of a Jedi who slouched and looked dismal. Sometimes having an aura of respect was the key to a non-violent success in missions.

"We'll still spar, of course. Just curious" He would add, not wanting to offend the Padawan.

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

"Yes, sorry, I-" Fletcher hesitated, there wasn't really a reason other than he was being lazy. "I'm tired." he added quickly. "I assure you I'm not injured in any way, Master." he said politely. The Padawan often slouched when he wasn't getting ready for a duel, it was a bad habit he had picked up when he was younger.

"Yes, of course." he said, not really taking offence as he knew it was his own fault anyway. The Padawan was very bad with disciplining himself.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

While the Jedi Master highly doubted it was due to tiredness that he slouched, he would accept it. If he wasn't hurt, that was what mattered. He would leave the topic of his slouch to his Master to deal with. That was her job, of course, and he was sure that @Antasia Rade was more then capable of handling it. "That's fine then" He said with a small smile, hoping the Padawan wasn't kicking himself too much, but at least taking notes. The Jedi always were learning... As long as Fletcher was learning, then it could be pardoned. Helping his development as a Jedi was all that Josh could hope for.

"Whenever you're ready, we may begin" The Jedi Master said as he would unclip a lightsaber from his belt. He recalled building it himself, his second lightsaber... And the first lightsaber he had built as a Jedi Master. He had built it in commemoration of the occasion of reaching the rank of Master. A new lightsaber to better match his new skills, his new style, and his new experiences.

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[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher narrowed his eyes at the master and took a common Ataru stance after igniting his blue lightsaber- his second one, though he didn't care to admit. "You wont go easy on me, will you?" he asked, hating to feel underestimated, especially by a Jedi Master. The Padawan had done a lot more real combat than training for quite a long time, and in combat there was no one to fix your mistakes. Fletcher raised the lightsaber and held it upright, ready to leap into an attack. Ataru was a good combat to use but it was physically draining if you weren't ready for the strain.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

"Of course I will" he half-joked. Of course, he wasn't going to lie, no way in hell would he use his full strength on the kid. That just wouldn't be fair.

He could sense the arrogance in him, not wanting to be underestimated, thinking he was hot stuff. Those words would likely knock him back down to earth, and as much as he hated to do so, he knew it would benefit him in the long run. The Jedi Master would quickly ignite the blue blade, dropping into a Makashi stance, perfect for lightsaber against lightsaber combat.

"Come at me when you're ready"

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Without even hesitating to think of moves or tactics, the Padawan brought the blade down in an arc towards his opponent, quickly but forcefully. This was by far his favourite style of lightsaber combat and his most developed. When he used Ataru, it made him over confident, but he was still capable of outwitting his opponents. Fletcher often turned to the most aggressive style of combat if he was defeated in Ataru.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

Joshua remained calm and collected as Fletcher would swing, only moving his lightsaber to block the blow. Of course, it was with enough force to keep Fletcher from pressing the attack and breaking his guard, but Josh did not yet move to attack. He was watching, waiting, observing... Looking to see what Fletcher would do next.

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[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher pulled his lightsaber away from the opposing blade and swung it at the Master's legs. Though when he moved he was very predictable as he moved his feet the way he intended to go before delivering the blow. Quickly after, the Padawan swung the blade up in attempt to disarm his opponent, though it was obvious what his intentions were.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

With his intentions obvious, it took naught but for Josh to jump back when he swung at his legs to foil the young man's plan. It was a decent battle strategy, sure, one he had used himself, but he needed to be trickier with his swings, less obvious in his plans in order for it to work.

"My turn"

The Jedi Master would charge then, throwing a hard swing of his lightsaber, yet one with grace and finesse toward the back half of Fletcher's own lightsaber, likely to catch him off guard. It was impossible to miss their lightsaber unless they moved it enough in time if you aimed for the back half, and it would take effort and time to move it away from such a swing, leaving them open for another attack if you were quick enough. He would attack again, and again, each time from a different direction swinging for the lightsaber blade of Fletcher's, seeming to be trying to get him to block.

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher growled in frustration and tried to think of how he could improve, before realising there was a lightsaber swinging towards him. He raised his lightsaber against the master's to block and try and weaken his opponent's grip. Each time the blade came towards him, he blocked with precision and speed.

The Padawan stepped away and began to circle around [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] before suddenly attacking with a powerful slice at the mid-section of the opponent's blade, maybe too powerful.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

"No, no frustration" He would criticize as he could feel the boy's emotions bubbling up. "Clear your mind! You'll never hit me like that, and if you let your anger get to you, you'll just keep getting hit! And then what? Against a Sith, you'll be dead!"

He was happy to see the boy blocking, at least. And trying to be tactical and circle around and slice. It was a little too aggressive for a sparring session, but these youth were so impatient, it surprised him little. He watched him carefully. Not with his eyes, but with the Force. He allowed himself to see the boy using the Force, and turned around and blocked the moment that he struck. He used that as an opening to surprise him and slash at his shoulder, before going for his side. Luckily, his lightsaber was switched to low-power, and wouldn't cause any... Issues, if he'd actually hit. A bit of a burning sensation, maybe.

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher just became more frustrated the more he was criticized and as much as he attempted to remain calm and as much as he wanted to, his mind wouldn't allow it. "Well luckily I'm not against a Sith, am I?" he asked sarcastically, being unable to stop himself.

The Padawan followed the opposing blade with his eyes, not giving himself any time or thought into making tactics, he just went with the flow of the fight and defended himself where it was needed. He blocked the blade at his shoulder, feeling pleased with himself for such defence, though it was short lived as the blade came towards his side. He had begun moving his blade downwards to meet the opponent's but he knew before he even attempted to defend that it was too late. The blade hit him in the side and Fletcher dropped his lightsaber, out of shock rather than pain. His eyes moved from the lightsaber on the ground up to the master's, his hands at his side, clearly disgruntled.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

He didn't want to criticize the Padawan, but he knew that he had to motivate him to motivate himself to do better. He had to relax, calm his mind. If he didn't, it was a weakness... A weakness that the Sith would prey on.

"Yes. Because a Sith isn't merciful like I am" He would remark flatly without missing a heartbeat. He did well in defending the first one, but the lad was going to need to hone his reflexes as he would be hit by the second one. Luckily, Josh hadn't swung hard, nor was the lightsaber to full power, so Fletcher didn't lose his arm in the attack.

Josh would look down at the dropped lightsaber, and held out his free hand. He would allow the lightsaber to float toward him and enter his outstretched palms. He would look it over for a moment before casually tossing it back to Fletcher to catch. "Come at me again" The Jedi Master would instruct. "Breathe. Feel the Force, Fletcher. Its inside you. Its around you. Its in all of us. It is your friend, not your tool. Just as your lightsaber is your friend, and not your tool. It is your partner, and you need to trust in these partners to do a Jedi's work. To perform our duties to this galaxy" He would speak softly.

"I can sense it. Frustration. Disgust. Disgruntlement. Not emotions you should be feeling right now. Relax, let the Force flow through you... Push those thoughts and emotions aside... And come at me again as a relaxed being. Strike fast, strike true. And may the Force be with you"

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]

 

[PadawnPrawn]

Fletcher sighed, he was aware of how frustrated he could become in the heat of the moment, but it was dangerous, especially in a real battle, just as the master had said. He rubbed his arm where he was hit, it hurt but it wouldn't cause permanent injuries. He nodded in agreement, knowing a Sith wouldn't be merciful towards a Jedi.

The Padawan caught his lightsaber and ignited it once again. He listened to the master, the words were wise, ones he hadn't heard before. The force was an ally and it was something that could help him greatly, he needed to become more aware of that if he was ever going to get anywhere in a battle.

Fletcher nodded in agreement, knowing he shouldn't be feeling those emotions, it was in the code at the very least. He did as he was told and let the force flow through him, holding the lightsaber out in front of him. He cleared his mind of any disturbances and attempted to use the force to augment his attack as he advanced on the master, a quick slash at the shoulder.

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[Josh Dragovalor]

Josh didn't like having to be hard on Padawans. Especially on ones Fletcher's age. But he knew that he would need to be in some fashions in order for Fletcher to improve. Better to be a hard-arse on him now, then let him be struck down by the Sith later. His face changed to concern for a moment when he noted Fletcher was hurt, but he seemed to be able to keep going, so he didn't mention it. He'd check him after the spar.

He kept his guard up as Fletcher would swing again. This time, it was obviously much faster, more skillfully done. It was blocked, by Josh having to react a little more quickly then he had been before, a testament to the likelihood he was holding back, but the smile was evident on his face. He was doing good. "Good! Good! Keep it up!" Josh called as he would go for a slash to the shoulder a little more quickly this time, and right after switching to swing at his side.

[member="Fletcher Lorcan"]