Tasha Blackwell
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2019
- Messages
- 285
- Reaction score
- 45
Tasha hadn’t been back at the Korriban temple in what felt like forever. She couldn’t help but feel slightly nervous about walking these halls again, especially since she had decided to leave the Empire. Walking away from the Sith wasn’t a casual decision, and sometimes it even led to being hunted down. Thankfully, she hadn’t become invaluable enough to warrant that, and her secession had been uneventful.
However, she knew that her skills were getting rusty. As a Sith, she had constantly kept up with combat and Force training. She hadn’t used either of those skills really in the past year and a half except for when she felt lazy. If things proceeded this way, she knew she would lose the edge she had with the training she had done. Despite her life as a businesswoman, there were some things she wasn’t quite ready to give up.
Tasha had dressed it up as a business meeting, but she had told Varyn exactly what she wanted to do today. She brought two sabers with her, and she wanted to pick up where her training had left off. Tasha knew she was going to make a fool of herself, but she felt more comfortable doing it around him than if she were faced with real combat.
The doors hissed open and she walked into an empty training room, the walls lined with droids that were used for training. Tasha was adorned in combat-appropriate attire, pants and boots and a simple shirt. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. She paced around the room, wondering if Varyn found this request to be absurd. Hopefully she wasn’t keeping him from anything too important...