"Let's go, fly boy."
"Who are you calling a fly boy, Mando."
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Sar'ika Djarin was raised by her parents, Din and Kit, they both trained her in their own religio...
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✦✦✦✦ Training ✦✦✦✦
"You're pulling your punches, go again."
Huffing Sar'ika lifts her fists in front of her, she punches forward but Din grabs her wrist and flips her over instantly.
She lands on the floor with a thud that rings out through the silent forest, she clenches her jaw trying her best not to show her anger.
"What's the point in this?"
"You're the one who threw away their weapon," Din points out helping her up to her feet, "Aren't those thigs supposed to be your life?"
"I didn't throw it away," She grins as she lands a punch in his side but shakes out her hand when it meets the Beskar, "I gave it to Leia for her to keep it for me."
Din hums in acknowledgment, his eyes memorizing her fighting style before she is once again getting flicked over his shoulder and landing on the ground, she coughs as her breath is knocked out of her.
"Then if you don't have your laser sword you need to fight like this."
Twisting herself around she knocks his feet from under him, "I can fight, I just don't want to hurt you, ruug'la./old."
Din raises his brow at her and hits her back, she grunts and goes to punch his face, which for once isn't protected by his helmet, but he dodges it by stepping back, "Now you're getting somewhere."
She drops to the floor and swipes for his feet but he jumps, just what she wanted him to do because as he's still in the air she lifts her other foot and kicks him in the chest.
He falls back against the floor, grunting in pain as he drops and she stands above him, and raises her brow, "Again." He commands grabbing her foot and bringing her down as he gets back to his feet.
She huffs at him but the comm link on her belt buzzes, "The Falcon has landed."
"Maybe next time, buir." She shrugs grabbing his helmet and handing it over before appearing thought the trees to where the resistance base is.
Her eyes widen when she looks at the Falcon, "My ship!" She shrieks.
Poe stands looking at it with his hands placed firmly on his hips, "Dameron! What did you do to my ship?"
"I think you mean our ship, and its fine."
"Where's my droid?"
R3 rolls past Poe's legs while screaming, Sar'ika crouches instantly, a hand going to sooth him, he beeps rapidly, looking back at Poe and shocking him in the leg.
Poe yelps jumping away from the droid's attempt to shock him again, "How do you know how to light speed skip?"
