Colette
The 8th Noble
Valery Noble
Loud noises and sticks. Fascinating. Colette observed as the master approached in the trees, clearly having expected to have come face-to-face with something — or perhaps, someone — else. Knowing that Valery would most likely try this again under better circumstances, Colette stowed the information away and stepped back into the cave to get the fire started.
She grabbed a stick from the tinder pile and placed it in a small notch she had carved out for it.
“Just about.” She responded to Valery’s shouts. “Just have to start the fire.”
Her palms began to rub together with the stick in between them. She needed to grind the end against the opened notch in an effort to cause enough friction and heat for the thing to catch fire. Of course, a lightsaber could have done that in under a second, but that wasn’t nearly half as fun.
“Figured I’d do it like we do back home.” She said and looked up at Valery as she could feel the heat from the rubbing begin to warm up the stick. “No lightsaber.”
“... Did you find everything we needed?”
Loud noises and sticks. Fascinating. Colette observed as the master approached in the trees, clearly having expected to have come face-to-face with something — or perhaps, someone — else. Knowing that Valery would most likely try this again under better circumstances, Colette stowed the information away and stepped back into the cave to get the fire started.
She grabbed a stick from the tinder pile and placed it in a small notch she had carved out for it.
“Just about.” She responded to Valery’s shouts. “Just have to start the fire.”
Her palms began to rub together with the stick in between them. She needed to grind the end against the opened notch in an effort to cause enough friction and heat for the thing to catch fire. Of course, a lightsaber could have done that in under a second, but that wasn’t nearly half as fun.
“Figured I’d do it like we do back home.” She said and looked up at Valery as she could feel the heat from the rubbing begin to warm up the stick. “No lightsaber.”
“... Did you find everything we needed?”