An open invitation

[ezra_of_lothal]

WHO: Ezra, other Jedi Temple residents, visitors, and spectators
WHERE: The Temba Jedi Temple and the area around it/former museum area
WHAT: Lightsaber practice and mingle OTA
WHEN: Several days after Billy’s spell breaks
WARNINGS: TBD (label threads if you can, please!)



Having his connection to the Force fully restored is strangely disorienting and unbalancing for Ezra, and he was never completely cut off from it. He can’t really imagine how his fellow Jedi, who now remember entire lives without sensing the Force, feel. So, for a few days, he does his chores, mediates a little, visits other people, and tries not to hover while the residents of the Temple area regain their inner footing.

Eventually, though, he gets a little restless. Maybe some focused movement with a purpose would help the other Jedi, too.

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Lightsaber practice in the open area by the Temple area, early afternoon today. Myself and Master Kenobi at least, still working out details. I guess it’s never actually been said – people are welcome to come watch! It’s polite to stay quiet when there’s actual instruction going on, of course. Also, we’re usually working on lower power, but for safety please stay well back while blades are ignited.



It starts a little slow, warming up with katas, demonstrating and talking through sequences. Ezra’s particularly interested in learning more about Soresu, the defensive form for which Obi-wan had once been well known in the Order. He’s learned the fundamentals from Kanan, but getting to see Master Kenobi go all out in the salles at the Coruscant Temple had been enlightening.

Eventually they get around to the really fun stuff – practice duels. They should really do this on some varied terrain at some point, but for right now, it’s flashing blades, jumps, twirls and flips around the flat ground. Perfect for others to come watch and talk amongst themselves.

Ezra'a soon clearly in a much better mood, beaming as he extinguishes his green blade for a break.

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[foundlingfather]

Din debated whether to go or not for a while. In the end, he's there. He's leaned against of the bordering buildings, or bit of debris or something along the edges. Close enough to watch, but not be right in the thick of people that showed up. One arm hanging loose, the other hand gripping at the elbow, with his ankles crossed. Not completely relaxed, but not completely tensed either. He's silent as he watches, reminded of when Ahsoka had ambushed him, and the displays he saw in the Temple on Coruscant.

Outwardly impossible to tell, unless you can tell someone's feelings. But there's silent pride there too, whenever Grogu is up and practicing. You go kid.

[deal_me_in]

"If this were a dodgeball game would you sit silently or would you be the loud parent that shouts emphatically for your kid to maul the other one?"

Cayde's sidled up by the Mandalorian, never one to stay quiet for long, at least when he doesn't want to, although he's at least proven that he's not a Hunter for nothing. His arms folded, he looks out at the Jedi kids.

It's a completely different energy than with the kids from the City when they're all brought to the field to stretch their legs and play, but it's still interesting. A lot less brutal, too. Of course, said kids here are older and there's only a handful. Not much competition involved either.

[foundlingfather]

There's miniscule flinches from Din, when Grogu is up training. Specially when a bolt hits the kid. Lingering instincts from having protected him for so long back home. Even though Din knows well, that Obi-wan wouldn't let real harm come to him. It's stuff the kid needs to learn.

Cayde's words get a slow turn of the helmet to look at him.

"Dodge...ball?" The unknown term gets a raised eyebrow, even if Cayde can't see it. "What is dodgeball? A survival exercise?" Where kids learn to dodge things? Because that's what it kind of sounds like, if the kids are meant to maim each other.

[deal_me_in]

The Exo grins.

"Oh yeah, totally. Especially if Shaxx is the one in charge." He lifts up his hand to start gesticulating. "You got a ball, you got your kids and their teams. One team throws the ball at the other, they can dodge or they can catch it and strike back. You get hit, you're out. Last person standing, that team wins."

[foundlingfather]

"Is Shaxx someone from your world?" Din assumes, cause they're definitely not on Yemba. He raises a hidden eyebrow as he listens to how dodgeball is played.

"So two teams of children, throwing one ball at each other." That...that doesn't sound too difficult of a game. Much less to maim each other at. "Sounds simple enough. How long do they usually go on for?"

[deal_me_in]

"Oh yeah. Goes by Lord Shaxx, can you believe it?" Cayde chuckles. "Anyway, he's the Crucible handler. That'd be survival games for Guardians. But we're not playing tag out there." How many people here know that Guardians could be revived from the dead? He'd lost track, but he figures it's not too many.

"Usually they go for as long as there's still people on opposite teams standing. Or if they want rematches. The kids back home got a lot of energy to expend," he grins.