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Emerald eyes watched Owyn as he stepped toward the crate and withdrew two items from it, neither of which looked like anything that would be too impressive for use in training. At least, until her Master asked her to put her hands out. Already, the gears in her head began to turn. Was he intending to put the ball in her hands, or hand her the cloth to blindfold herself, or was he going to tie her wrists together?
None of those thoughts comforted the girl very much, but eventually she did offer her hands forward to let the Knight do as he wished with them. His explanation of what was going to be happening didn't leave the twi'lek with much confidence either. He was going to throw the ball at her, and she had to dodge or stop it, with encouragement on stopping it? This did not bode well for her, and she knew it.
"I... Very well, Master," she said, beginning to protest, but ending it before it could reach the level of true complaint. With her wrists bound and her master taking steps away from her, preparing to pummel the padawan with a rubber ball, she steeled herself for an attempt at stopping the object before it impacted her.
This was going to be a long training session.
None of those thoughts comforted the girl very much, but eventually she did offer her hands forward to let the Knight do as he wished with them. His explanation of what was going to be happening didn't leave the twi'lek with much confidence either. He was going to throw the ball at her, and she had to dodge or stop it, with encouragement on stopping it? This did not bode well for her, and she knew it.
"I... Very well, Master," she said, beginning to protest, but ending it before it could reach the level of true complaint. With her wrists bound and her master taking steps away from her, preparing to pummel the padawan with a rubber ball, she steeled herself for an attempt at stopping the object before it impacted her.
This was going to be a long training session.