[The way she spoke about her father actually hurt like a blow to the stomach. He would have been the same, had he not been the one to kill his own father. Deflecting things that hurt you with self depreciation and sarcasm was similar to how he approached these things too.]
My father was probably the best pilot in the galaxy. He was also a smuggler, but I think he was a bit less proficient at that than flying or driving.
[There's a slight twitch in the corners of his lips as he tries not to smile fondly. He'd heard the stories so many times that they had become fairy tales in his child's mind from an early age. For the longest time all he'd ever wanted was to be a pilot as great as his father. He used to carry his father's dice around and tell that to anyone who would listen, according to his mother. As he got older that closeness had faded but he'd never lost interest in being a pilot or lost the skills his father had taught him. They served him in his work with the First Order.]
It wasn't what killed him, though. He was killed by someone who had betrayed him.
[His lips press together as he tries to fend off the turmoil that comes with the half truth he's given her. The last thing he wanted was to spread around that he was a murderer. He'd probably be locked up in the Gallows forever if any Division leaders found out.
He decides it better not to think about it and focus on this girl and her terrible sword skills.]
That's only one part of it. You need to be able to understand how to move and defend yourself. With a sword you're up close and it leaves you more open. You need to be able to keep your opponent from disarming you or knocking you off your feet.
[He takes her hands in his adjusting her hold on the blade so that it sits firmly in both hands in front of her and then nudges her feet apart with his just so, once he's sure she has her torso well guarded by her arms and the blade.]
Like that. The rest is just being able to move according to your opponent. You want to stay away from their blade and you don't want your back to them.
[FN-2187 had made that mistake when he'd tried to fight him with the Skywalker lightsaber. He'd left so many openings that all it took was a show of brute strength and disarming him in order to put a stop to his attacks.
Rey had been another challenge. He still can't confirm it but their connection within the Force had given her access to some of his skills. Her stance was similar but Obi-Wan's training had changed much of her fighting style.]
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My father was probably the best pilot in the galaxy. He was also a smuggler, but I think he was a bit less proficient at that than flying or driving.
[There's a slight twitch in the corners of his lips as he tries not to smile fondly. He'd heard the stories so many times that they had become fairy tales in his child's mind from an early age. For the longest time all he'd ever wanted was to be a pilot as great as his father. He used to carry his father's dice around and tell that to anyone who would listen, according to his mother. As he got older that closeness had faded but he'd never lost interest in being a pilot or lost the skills his father had taught him. They served him in his work with the First Order.]
It wasn't what killed him, though. He was killed by someone who had betrayed him.
[His lips press together as he tries to fend off the turmoil that comes with the half truth he's given her. The last thing he wanted was to spread around that he was a murderer. He'd probably be locked up in the Gallows forever if any Division leaders found out.
He decides it better not to think about it and focus on this girl and her terrible sword skills.]
That's only one part of it. You need to be able to understand how to move and defend yourself. With a sword you're up close and it leaves you more open. You need to be able to keep your opponent from disarming you or knocking you off your feet.
[He takes her hands in his adjusting her hold on the blade so that it sits firmly in both hands in front of her and then nudges her feet apart with his just so, once he's sure she has her torso well guarded by her arms and the blade.]
Like that. The rest is just being able to move according to your opponent. You want to stay away from their blade and you don't want your back to them.
[FN-2187 had made that mistake when he'd tried to fight him with the Skywalker lightsaber. He'd left so many openings that all it took was a show of brute strength and disarming him in order to put a stop to his attacks.
Rey had been another challenge. He still can't confirm it but their connection within the Force had given her access to some of his skills. Her stance was similar but Obi-Wan's training had changed much of her fighting style.]