It had been a week or so since the funeral, and a heavyweight still laid on the entire temple grounds. True to his promise, Jacata had worked harder than he had ever had in his training through a week wasn't much time to see much progress. That didn't stop the Padawan from feeling agitated as his sparring partner scored another hit on him.
He rubbed his stinging leg as they reset. He had thought about what kind of wound each hit would have caused earlier in the day, but now he was tired and could only focus on his throbbing muscles.
"Begin," the Jedi Knight running the sparring class announced, and Jacata leaped towards his opponent, hoping to catch them off guard. He swung a heavy but inevitably slow swing as he came down, which his partner easily dodged and exploited the opening, poking him in the side.
He mumbled some words under his breath, kicking at the sand. He was normally alright at dueling, but today he was doing terribly, and it was only getting worse with each bout.
"That will be enough for today," he said as the class deactivated their training lightsabers. Jacata paused, his sore legs making the prospect of climbing the stairs a daunting task, so he stood there for a moment as he let the feeling fully come back into his leg. He wasn't made at his sparring partner, they were doing what they were supposed to be doing, but he was pretty disappointed in himself.
@Valen Pelora
He rubbed his stinging leg as they reset. He had thought about what kind of wound each hit would have caused earlier in the day, but now he was tired and could only focus on his throbbing muscles.
"Begin," the Jedi Knight running the sparring class announced, and Jacata leaped towards his opponent, hoping to catch them off guard. He swung a heavy but inevitably slow swing as he came down, which his partner easily dodged and exploited the opening, poking him in the side.
He mumbled some words under his breath, kicking at the sand. He was normally alright at dueling, but today he was doing terribly, and it was only getting worse with each bout.
"That will be enough for today," he said as the class deactivated their training lightsabers. Jacata paused, his sore legs making the prospect of climbing the stairs a daunting task, so he stood there for a moment as he let the feeling fully come back into his leg. He wasn't made at his sparring partner, they were doing what they were supposed to be doing, but he was pretty disappointed in himself.
@Valen Pelora