Thinking Things Through (Open)

[.:Falcon:.]

Talarian left the council chamber silently. Her head was swirling with everything the members had told her, and about various other things as well. As was typical for her, she went straight to the training area. She chose not to go to the archives- right now, she justdidn't feel in the mood for reading.

Coming into the area, she looked around. Not many people were here, which was a relief. She didn't feel like having to deal with others, either. She stepped into a secluded corner, and her hand went to her training saber...and then she stopped, unhooked it and the other one.

She activated the two blades of the real saber, watching the ruby red energy fields form. They hummed into existence, sending their red light over everything. She didn't like the color- but she wasn't exactly sure what to do with it. She tossed it to the floor nearby, and activated her own, comforting blue blade.

Starting with a block towards an invisible foe, she parried, then stepped back, blocking another imaginary counterattack. She continued this way for several minutes, until she was sweating, then shut off the humming blade of her saber.

Sitting down against the wall, she stared into space, thinking.

[Charlie Sharper]

The red rays of the setting sun reflected off his goggles as he walked quickly down the halls of the temple, he didn't have long before his class with master Rayn, but he thought he'd get some saber practice in before it started. He approached the door and felt a presence on the other side, so he opened the door and peered inside, Tem saw a girl about his age sitting sitting against the wall staring out the window.

He recognized her as Talarian Munisc, she used to be a youngling like him but she was in a group ahead of him and had recently been chosen as a padawan, but he felt sadness in her, he closed his eyes and he could see her pain, Tem spoke up "Hello?" he said questioningly, awaiting her answer

[.:Falcon:.]

Talarian felt someone come in, and looked over as he spoke. It was...oh gosh, what was his name? Tem. Yes, that was it. Tem Farelle. She had met him once...she stood up, and smiled shakily. "Hey."

She paused, her fingers still running over the guard on her saber. "What's up?" she asked, feeling a bit braver now that she knew he wasn't some Master who could know what she was thinking. Though she might enjoy that- she wanted to have some time to talk with somebody outside of the council room.

[Charlie Sharper]

Tem's eyes remained shut as he saw her with the force, his Miraluka heritage at work, and he could see an aura of sadness surrounding her, betraying her tone, he could see the weight of it on her soul, and he could almost see an image though it was blurry and faded. He opened his eyes to see her through the lenses of his goggles "Hello Talarian Munsic" he said in an attempted upbeat tone "I didn't mean to intrude, but was on my way to training and I noticed a....presence" he realized that this might be a delicate situation, not his specialty. He could sense that she was uneasy, but he was only a youngling and could not tell what exactly it was. "Is everything ok?" he asked, scratching his eye behind the goggles.

[.:Falcon:.]

Tal considered a moment, debating. She finally decided, and slumped against the wall. "My master died. I'd only been with him a few days." a fresh wave of grief rose up in her at the words, and the thoughts that accompanied them. She closed her eyes against a stray tear, then opened them. "Yeah..."

[Charlie Sharper]

Tem was taken back by her words; he wasn’t quite sure what to say to her so he walked over to her and offered his hand to her. He looked at her closely noticing the tear “I’m sorry to hear that…Do you want to talk about it?” He asked quietly, eyeing the other saber on her belt, he noticed that it was very different then any saber he had ever seen.

[.:Falcon:.]

Tal looked up at him, and took the offered hand, pulling herself to her feet. "Yeah. But...I guess the masters are right- I need to put it behind me, and move on." she paused. "He was a good man." she sighed, and clipped her training saber to her belt. Her hand brushed the other saber, and she looked down at it. She probably should have asked the council about it, too.

[Charlie Sharper]

Tem smiled at her "I'm sure he was, and the council is right, you have to move on...we all lose people dear to us, but they are never gone as long as the force is with us" He said in his most comforting voice,

"Where did you get that saber?" Tem asked, his curiosity now getting the better of him.

[.:Falcon:.]

Tal's hand once again went to the saber. "I took it from the neophyte I was fighting." she explained, then turned away. "Well, thanks for...talking." she smiled at him over her shoulder, then shrugged. "I hear there's a training class going on in a few minutes. Might see you there." she turned and walked off without waiting for his reply, and left the gym.