<div class="floatright">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/807557987769122816/832686820633346078/Hira_Jedi.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Hira Darksun (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2419961)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>45 / 45<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 17 (Flat Footed 17)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 17<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 20<br/></div></div><br/>The duo stumbled along, Hira couldn't help but find this all at least a bit funny. She was sure that in a fist-fight both herself and the Mandalorian would've flowed and weaved along way more freely, having both warrior blood and training, but dancing? They were both obviously not made for it at all! Yet... that's what made it liberating and distancing from dark thoughts. So Hira gave it an earnest try, even if she was just as bad at it as Leri, having to look down more than once to not accidentally trip her partner and moving as stiffly as a block of durasteel.<br/><br/><strong>"You're right. I don't plan on breaking."</strong>They almost stumbled into the other dancing pair.<strong>"...Though we might break someone's foot before we're done."</strong>She commented, and while without expression on her face, it was still an obvious joke. Progress?