Ajan Kloss
The remote buzzed around the Padawan, his yellow lightsaber humming as it swung to follow it. At the last second, it dipped and fired two shots. Kalen was a painful instant to slow and the first bolt struck him in the arm, the second in the side. He dropped the lightsaber as numbness crept along the limb.
He couldn't actually see his Master's other Padawan, Laranna, but he had no doubt she was fairing better than him. He had never been great with a lightsaber. His talents were more passive in nature. He may not have been the best, but he tried, harder than most Padawans. It was likely the only reason he was still allowed to train as a Jedi,
He groaned as he bent down and picked up the silver hilt and turned back to the remote droid that still buzzed around. He was just about to turn his lightsaber back on when the droid shot through the air as his Master caught it. "You are still thinking too much, Kalen," she said, the slightest of frowns touch the corners of her mouth.
"For now, I want you and Laranna to practice your sparring. I have some business to attend to," she said not explaining herself further. Kalen nodded his head, spotting the other Padawan walking up.
He got along Larana better than most. He didn't feel quite as awkward around her. He gave a sort of half-smile as she approached, trying to shake the numbness from his sides. "I would be a great Jedi if no one in the Galaxy had blasters," he commented. "What did she have you working on?" he asked, turned towards the clearing.
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