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Atton is outside, training.

He has a dozen or so floating targets, like dartboards, zipping around him very quickly and firing stun bolts down at him from tiny holes at the sides. It's very obvious that he cobbled them together from various machines.

He's blindfolded, and he's alternating between throwing knives at them with one hand and shooting them with another, while dodging the stun bolts. Judging by the bright, chirpy green flashes and the heavy blaster scoring and multiple knife marks on and immediately around the bullseye, he's doing quite well.

He may be grinning from ear to ear, because it's reassuring to know that he's not helpless without the Force.

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"Sure." Atton holds out a knife for Will. "Want to try a moving target?"

"Oh aye."

Will takes the knife and adjusts his grip, testing the weight of it and grinning.

Atton pauses, muttering a few words in native Kazic. One of the targets slides up and starts moving from side to side, slowly.

Will takes his time before throwing the knife, his aim is good but it just nicks the side of the target.

"Not bad. Try again." Atton says, handing another knife to Will.

This time Will does better, he's just out of practice, knife throwing isn't one of his best skills but this one hits the target squarely.

Atton silently passes over another knife.

With each throw, Will gets better since he's just out of practice though knives will never be his best skill,

"Ye sleepin' any better?"

"Yeah. We already discussed this a while back."

Another nod from Will and he gathers up the knives he's thrown,

"Aye, good, 'ow are yer fingers doin'?"

"Working all proper-like again." Atton grins.

"Brilliant so 'rhaps can e'en get in some proper sparrin' then."

"Should I be putting my blindfold back on?"

"An why would ye be doin' that?"

"To give you a much needed advantage." Atton teases, reaching over to give Will a playful shove.

"Dinna need any 'vantage 'gainst ye." Will shoves back.

"Oh, sure y'don't. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you anyway." Atton grins, giving Will another shove.

Will just grins and aims a punch for Atton's shoulder.

Atton takes the punch, before moving to tackle Will to the ground.

Will tries to control the fall and try to pin Atton.

Atton finds himself rather unexpectedly on his back.

There's a lot of struggling as he tries not to be pinned.

Will is not doing his utmost to keep Atton pinned since he knows he's still hurting so there may be an opening.

Atton takes full advantage of any openings there may be.

Now Will is trying not to be pinned and there maybe an elbow heading towards his stomach.

Atton adjusts his arms to block the elbow, before moving to headbutt Will.