Kanan Jarrus, The Last Padawan (
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The Park, Friday Afternoon
Okay, Kanan knew that he'd promised Gratuity that they'd find somewhere warmer to practice when the weather was below the freezing point, but today it wasn't very far below that freezing point, and he'd made another promise to her last week, too.
There was no way he was letting anybody swing a lightsaber around indoors. Not a chance. Especially when the 'indoors' in question were either a gym he most certainly couldn't afford repairs on if anything got out of hand, or the Ghost. And really, if he let anything damage the Ghost, he'd stand still and let Hera utterly destroy him.
So in the park it was again today, which worked out just as well for Kanan, since he'd also brought along a bag of ground caf in case Rey stopped by again. Lightsaber forms in the park were starting to become quite the spectator sport, apparently. Not that it was stopping Kanan from running through some of the more advanced forms that he could remember, looking every bit the professional at it.
Well. Unless you actually knew those forms. Kanan's Soresu was impeccable, but it was possible that he was making up a little here and there with the rest as he went along. Eight, nine years was a long time to go without a lesson, even if he'd been studying the Ataru lesson on his holocron that Skywalker had recorded back during the Clone Wars.
He sighed, and slipped into the Ataru opening stance again. He was clumsily fumbling his way through this form, but that was all the more reason to try to get better, wasn't it?
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There was no way he was letting anybody swing a lightsaber around indoors. Not a chance. Especially when the 'indoors' in question were either a gym he most certainly couldn't afford repairs on if anything got out of hand, or the Ghost. And really, if he let anything damage the Ghost, he'd stand still and let Hera utterly destroy him.
So in the park it was again today, which worked out just as well for Kanan, since he'd also brought along a bag of ground caf in case Rey stopped by again. Lightsaber forms in the park were starting to become quite the spectator sport, apparently. Not that it was stopping Kanan from running through some of the more advanced forms that he could remember, looking every bit the professional at it.
Well. Unless you actually knew those forms. Kanan's Soresu was impeccable, but it was possible that he was making up a little here and there with the rest as he went along. Eight, nine years was a long time to go without a lesson, even if he'd been studying the Ataru lesson on his holocron that Skywalker had recorded back during the Clone Wars.
He sighed, and slipped into the Ataru opening stance again. He was clumsily fumbling his way through this form, but that was all the more reason to try to get better, wasn't it?
[OOC: Open!]

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And again, she was just watching from the side like an adorable creeper.
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It was beauty, it was grace, he was still going to kick himself for that one later. He breathed out a little hiss between his teeth, finished running through the rest of that sequence mostly accurately, and then straightened up and gave his head a shake. Muscle memory was going to be the death of him someday, apparently. And that was about the point when he glanced up at Rey, and offered her another little smile and a wave.
"Hey," he greeted. "Pretend I didn't just do that."
That thing that she had no context to know he screwed up on, sure.
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It would have been teasing for days.
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It's basically what she did with her staff, anyway.
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"There's a bit more to it than that," he replied, a bit wryly. "There are seven different forms, all putting focus on different aspects of lightsaber combat, from close-quarter and offensive, to defensive, to fighting in wide open spaces. And then different Masters would create their own variations on those forms from time to time, too. Just swinging a lightsaber and hoping it hits something is a good way to lose a hand."
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Which was why he was standing here in the park, confusing his forms and wondering why the hell he'd let Master Kenobi talk him into embracing the Force again.
"But once you get it, it's effective."
In most situations, anyway.
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She couldn't help it, it was just neat to see all this for real.
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"Form Four... Ataru. The way of the Hawk-Bat," he explained, shrugging his shoulders. "It's one of the more, ah, athletic of the lightsaber forms. It's also fast, aggressive, and pretty much the opposite of my usual Form Three in every possible way I can think of."
Which he had hoped would mean that he could pick it up without accidentally slipping into old patterns, but apparently not.
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"Questions are good," he replied. "Keep asking questions."
They used to tease him back at the Temple for all the questions he'd asked. He missed that.
"I'm branching out... a little. Or trying to, anyway. I have a few old lectures that survived the-- that survived. I've been brushing up on them, some."
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She had her warm comfy frog hat on again, today, because if Kanan was going to make her work out outside in January, he was going to get stared at by googly eyes while she did it. Also, blah blah, losing most of your body heat through the top of your head, whatever.
"Hera said no to using the spaceship, huh?"
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Kriffing Ataru.
"It was the Ghost or the lightsaber," Kanan replied, offering Tip a grin that was very nearly something bordering on apologetic. "Regardless of what Hera thinks, I don't want us swinging this thing around in there until you've got some close-quarters experience. Maybe a few sessions in the woods or something."
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Incidentally, the only lightsaber form he was really good at, after all this time.
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Or, you know, horrifying pterodactyl beasts. One of those.
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But then, so were mynocks.
"Okay, then. I'm learning how to drain metaphorical spaceships with my fighting style." She nodded. "I can dig it."
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It was about wearing your opponent out first, after all.
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They lived around the water, right?
Because he was picturing nothing like an actual tardigrade.
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