[Thread] Giving is better than receiving.

[necessitated]

Characters: Ahsoka Tano [ou] and OPEN
Where: the park
When: afternoon-ish
Summary: Practicing with her lightsaber in the park, pondering Earth holidays.
Warnings: shouldn't be any, will edit if some arise

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[ihasastarforge]

Revan could feel the Padawan training long before she saw the young girl, and when she saw that Ahsoka was training in the use of a lightsaber, the young woman couldn't help but feel impressed at the child's dedication. She stepped closer, her thick, padded armor and mask once more covering and hiding any and all signs of gender or identity. Drawing her lightsaber was the beginning of the fun part. The hum of the crimson blade of energy cheered Revan, as it always did, and she loved how soothing the sound was, in spite of it being emitted by a weapon made for destruction. "Having fun, Padawan?" Revan called, her voice distorted just enough by the facemask to be unrecognizable as any specific species, gender, or person.

"Perhaps you would appreciate a sparring partner."

[necessitated]

Ahsoka stopped as suddenly the Force felt like Dooku, like Ventress...only different. More confident that the count and much calmer than the Dark Jedi. She eyed the person the armor, listening closely to the voice that spoke and taking in the features that weren't accented or defined, unable to get any feel of what species this person may be or even what gender they were. The Force wasn't telling her much, either, which only caused Ahsoka's agitation to rise. She didn't like not knowing, not having any sense of who she was talking to. It made her nervous. Jedi weren't supposed to be nervousThe color of the person's blade did nothing to quell that feeling and she flipped her lightsaber in her hand so that she was holding it in reverse-grip instead of the traditional, more comfortable in the style she'd been taught at the temple than what Anakin wanted her to learn

[ihasastarforge]

Beneath her mask, Revan smirked at the stance Ahsoka took. "That's an uncommon one for a Jedi," she replied, copying the stance, "but I'm flexible." Revan made a mental note not to use any offensive Force powers on the young child, but she did charge straight in, her Bondar-fitted lightsaber humming with power. Revan wasn't worried about hurting the girl, that was the whole point of the Bondar. The most pained thing would likely be Ahsoka's pride.

"Keep your guard up," Revan said, bringing her saber in for an attack.

[necessitated]

Ahsoka wasn't the best duelist, but she was formidable - the fact that she was able to take on Asajj Ventress without getting seriously injured was proof of that. There was much she still had to learn and flaws in her technique that her master felt necessary to point out when they were training. It was his job, after all and Ahsoka hated that this place had deprived her of his instruction. Future Sith Lord or not, Anakin Skywalker was her master, her friend, and the man she knew had no darkness within him. He was one of the best duelists around in her time and she could have learned a lot from him in that department, if she hadn't been taken away from her world and dropped into this miserable place.

Holding her lightsaber up in front of her, she said, "Of course," and dodged the attack, jumping back some while throwing up her hand to bring her blade in contact with the other person's, whose identity she still wasn't clear on.

[ihasastarforge]

Revan was quite enjoying herself. The clash of blade to blade was exhilarating. Was Ahsoka's own weapon fitted with Bondar? Probably not. Revan would have to be more careful than usual with this spar, and so she continued to operate offensively, using the Force to enhance her speed and strength to even greater levels.

"Can you tell me the primary strengths and weaknesses of the form we are using, Padawan?" Revan asked, refusing to cease the spar for something as minor as a conversation.