The Dark Academy on Korriban

Jo'ren watched Xevine's attempts with a cool detached demeanor. He could have been a dick and laughed at her misfortune, but it wasn't that she was bad, it was that Jaina Von was so damned good. Besides, dealing with a pissed off Xevine wasn't worth the time, not when he had medical treatment to attend to.

Instead he stayed silent, noting what Von had done to make it all look so effortless. Yes, Jo'ren had been wounded and toyed with, but he had held his own. Perhaps Xevine would show him a bit more respect from now on.

Xevine was focused, concentrating on holding back and not throwing herself at either the lord or her fellow aspirant.

Long, slow breaths followed, until her shaking wasn't so visible. "Yes. Thank you." She took a pause and a breath. "When should I come tomorrow?"

"When you are ready," Jaina responded.

Xevine bowed in thanks and slowly swiveled away. She looked up at the Now Red With Blood(?) Menace. "Need help?" she asked in a stilted voice, still working on her rage and it not exploding all over.

There was a slight smell of cooked meat when she passed him, as the lightsaber wound had self-cauterised. He looked at her with a dignified expression.

"Thank you but no. I'm going to work out the deficiencies in my strategy. I'm sure I can find a robot to patch this up later on."

He flicked the training saber back on and started to work on a few forms. After a few moments he could block out the wound without thinking.

A part of her wanted to punch Jo'ren, but... no, he wasn't that annoying. Also he was larger, and had a better grasp on the saber, at least judging by their earlier demonstration.

She stood next to him, and started her own motions. The kata were basic ones, derived from Shi-Choo but focusing on how not to set yourself on fire while wielding a sword made of refracted light.

The Red Menace was paying more attention to defense during his own attacks. He could see now, perhaps he had been grandstanding. His forms were more advanced versions of some of the ones Xevine knew.

Sometimes he wondered if it would be easier with one in each hand... Or a double like Von's.