Combat 101 (study group).

[Jandor]

-Jandor had already worked up a sweat, he had been warming up for about an hour before hand.
He really enjoyed all that whirling around. The art of wardancing was said to be a great gift but Jandor just thought it was great fun.

He had already discarded his top; he always found combat more comfortable like that.

He had stopped mommentarily, 30 or so "expert sith" holo-targets lying lifeless on the ground.
He took a swig from his water bottle and wiped himself with a towel; when the doors slid open.-

[Azhure Darkstone]

::It was exactly an hour since she had last spoken to Jandor, discluding the three minutes it took to make her way to the training facilities.
Azhure walked in, she had warmed up in the hour in the forest and had changed to more suitable combat gear, black and red of course. She had her trusted kitana at her back and a few daggers hidden around in her bodice. Her saber swung at her side. Her hair was tied back and in a bun, long untidy hair could get in the way.
She did not bring all of her weapons for she did not know what kind of combat she would be asked to do but was ready none the less. She bowed her head in greetings to the one who would teach silently and sat down.::