The Mentor
He chuckled a bit. "You're right" he said. "I wouldn't have it any other way. I'd get BORED if he wasn't like that!" he cracked, with a grin.
"Hmm...." he mused, scratching his beard. "A training droid...." he began. "We could give it two lightsabers!" he exclaimed. "Or make it six feet tall for a challenge, and even better? Scan some files to get a training droid drive so it fights like Former Grandmaster Ben Watts!" he said. "Then we could try and tackle it together. Sounds like an interesting challenge"
As their food came in, Josh's eyes lit up at the sight of the steak. As it was set down, he thanked the waiter and stabbed his fork eagerly into the steak, dipping it in ketchup. "Really now?" he asked at her statement. "That's... Barbaric" he said, sighing a bit.
"But it's a big galaxy out there Naila. There's good people, there's bad people. Nice people, not so nice people.... People that are absolute poodoo... People with a strong sense of justice... Black people. White people. Red people. Green people. Tall people. Small people. Cat people. Dog people. There are even people born blind that have to rely on the Force, and others that have HORNS sticking from their head" he said, making a demon impression with his hands on his head, imitating horns. Grinning, he put his hands down and stuck the fork harder into the steak, cutting a piece off.
"But then there's you. You gotta be the best you can be in this large galaxy" he stated. "But at the same time... Just be yourself"
@[member="Naila Rokh"]
"Hmm...." he mused, scratching his beard. "A training droid...." he began. "We could give it two lightsabers!" he exclaimed. "Or make it six feet tall for a challenge, and even better? Scan some files to get a training droid drive so it fights like Former Grandmaster Ben Watts!" he said. "Then we could try and tackle it together. Sounds like an interesting challenge"
As their food came in, Josh's eyes lit up at the sight of the steak. As it was set down, he thanked the waiter and stabbed his fork eagerly into the steak, dipping it in ketchup. "Really now?" he asked at her statement. "That's... Barbaric" he said, sighing a bit.
"But it's a big galaxy out there Naila. There's good people, there's bad people. Nice people, not so nice people.... People that are absolute poodoo... People with a strong sense of justice... Black people. White people. Red people. Green people. Tall people. Small people. Cat people. Dog people. There are even people born blind that have to rely on the Force, and others that have HORNS sticking from their head" he said, making a demon impression with his hands on his head, imitating horns. Grinning, he put his hands down and stuck the fork harder into the steak, cutting a piece off.
"But then there's you. You gotta be the best you can be in this large galaxy" he stated. "But at the same time... Just be yourself"
@[member="Naila Rokh"]