Sixth Floor, Wednesday

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Things were moving smoothly with the renovation of the sixth floor. "Today we're finishing up the framing. Over the next few days the real construction workers will be installing all the plumbing, so we've gotta be done by the time we leave today."

He pointed at the pile of hard hats and safety equipment. "Safety first."

The Salle, Wednesday evening

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Zayne frequently worked on his Force skills. He less frequently worked on his lightsaber skills. And he almost never worked on defense against blasters. But Tahiri handwavily was letting him borrow her remote, so he was looking to rectify that tonight.

Zayne set up in the salle, ignited his lightsaber, and turned the remote on. Zayne realized very quickly that he wasn't half bad at deflecting blasts (albeit completely wildly). Unfortunately, this meant that he was only slightly better than half good at deflecting blasts, so there was a lot of mild cursing about how much it stung with he got hit.

[OOC: Open as a place filled with swords tends to be. Spectate, heckle, practice, whatever!]