Fen Vel
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 6, 2015
- Messages
- 256
- Reaction score
- 78
Fen could not dance, she could learn a series of movements and go through them robotically from memory. There was nothing organic about them, there was massive room for improvement but Fen had far from given up. She was working hard every single day and was somewhat certain that some day she would be exactly what she was trying to be. It wasn't about learning how to dance, it was about Fen learning, how to be Fen. On realising how far she was behind the rest of the galaxy, Fen was doing her best to put as much of sixteen years into her life as possible, it took time though. Most Jedi her age had been doing this for over a decade, even doing it in a year would be impressive.
Running was also not the same as sword fighting. It seemed that she might not be the only one that needed help, "I will keep practicing, thank you for your help though." Taking the seat Fen placed the baton in her lap and stretched out her legs before adopting the same ridged pose that she always did, "You trained with Cassus, how long did it take you to complete your training to Knight?" It seemed a relatable topic right now, it also made sense to know more about the person who her life seemed to depend upon.
Running was also not the same as sword fighting. It seemed that she might not be the only one that needed help, "I will keep practicing, thank you for your help though." Taking the seat Fen placed the baton in her lap and stretched out her legs before adopting the same ridged pose that she always did, "You trained with Cassus, how long did it take you to complete your training to Knight?" It seemed a relatable topic right now, it also made sense to know more about the person who her life seemed to depend upon.