Boundless - Hangar

"Now that is an interesting teaching method," Charlie takes in the sights of the Hangar. It is spacious, even with the shuttles and a number of strafighters waiting their hour, and it vaguely reminds him of every military hangar he ever saw. Maybe not as great a training ground, but at least it has enough room for West to swing his axe. "And it might actually be a good preparation for Arkania! Have you ever tried to fight during a blizzard? Not a pleasant experience."
As he is telling all that, Charlie removes Sea Monster, his axe, from its holder, and looks back at Steef. "Weapon or hand to hand, any preference?"

Steef chuckles at charlie "hand to hand"

"As you wish," Charlie leaves Sea Monster propped against a wall, and after a brief consideration, puts away his throwing axes on a crate near it. He then drops his Jedi robe over the same crate, now only in a black jacket and pants - West never understood how Jedi robes can be considered practical for fighting, - and turns back to Steef, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Shall we?"

Steef put's his light saber away and drops his jedi robe on the ground "lets begin"

"Good luck!" Charlie's body tenses as he slips into a battle stance, starting to slowly circle Steef.

Steef runs into charlie to punch him in the stomach

As Steef moves in for a punch, Charlie watches him with attention of a snake lying in wait - or a shark, that would be more appropriate, - abd once the other Jedi is few steps away, Charlie jumps forward, grabbing his friend and attempting to spin and then throw him away from himself. (Not towards the starfighters, though - Charlie doesn't plan on doing property or friend damage.)

When steef sees Charile attempting to throw he tries to dodge him

Steef tries to attack Charlie while he is holding him and trying to throw him

Steef continue attacking charlie ruthlessly

Since throwing Steef proved to be entertaining, but not very effective, Charlie now switches to just exchanging blows with him, continuing to circle the other Jedi and trying to find an opening to strike. All the while he grins happily, enjoying the exercise. "Great attack! It's been a while since I've got into a good fight like this."

"That's the charile i know"

Steef starts to return punches

Steef don't seem bothered by Charlie's attack he goes to return the punches

Making a few deep breaths to recover, Charlie blinks at the cake covering his hands, and snorts. "Well, lunch just arrived early." He then glances guiltily around, taking in the mess their sparring session made of things. "We will have to check with the supercargo later about it. I wonder who decided to pack so many snacks..." He eyes the closest intact container, looking for any sign of the owner, but there seems to be none visible. "Whoever they are, they sure love junk food."

As Steef approaches to assess the damage, Charlie waves at him to signify that he's okay, although the same can't be said about the containers. "Let's finish this quickly and do some cleaning?" He eyes his hand, trying to shake off the cream. "I'll try not to get cake all over your robes."

As the Jedi fall back into fighting stances, property damage temporarily forgotten, Charlie jumps back into action, repeating his strategy of slamming into Steef full force, and then attempting to immobilize the other's hands. He is a bit more careful this time, properly alarmed by his recent flight towards the cargo.

"well that is you launch i have a great taste in food" Steef laughs then he returns to the fight

Charlie huffs as an especially powerful punch from Steef causes him to stumble back, and indicates that he yields. He catches his breath briefly, and then laughs: "You just keep getting better at this! It was a great fight!" West offers Steef a handshake, and then grimaces as he pats his side with the other hand. "That last punch was powerful. Maybe you should just ditch the lightsaber and be a melee Master..."

Steef handshakes charlie "maybe i should" Steef chuckles "lets go and get some food"

"We have to do something about this first," Charlie nods at the snacks strewn across the floor. "Let's gather what we can, then report to the supercargo... If we can find them." He glances around the Hangar's telling lack of other living beings at the moment.

"well let's start right now im hungry"

Charlie nods, and moves to gather the items that survived the collision - mostly candy, and a few especially resilient snack cakes. Between the two Jedi, the semblance of order is quickly restored, although a few splatters of cream and scattered pieces of an unfortunate bag of squished chips remain as evidence. Closing the container, West scratches his beard as he looks around, a bit lost. "Where do you think is the personnel?"

"i think the left the room when the saw us almost killing each other"

"nice to meet you bryant" Steef start to pick the stuff that he wrecked

"Hey there, and thanks!" Charlie salutes the Lieutenant and waves at the other crew members, as he moves to assist Steef in returning the containers to their previous positions. "Sorry about the mess - evidently flying Jedi don't mix well with cargo. But I hope you enjoyed the show!" He chuckles and looks over the containers, making sure that they fixed what they could, and then strolls to where he left Sea Monster at. West picks up the axe and his robes, and then turns back to the officer.
"Would you share whom these snacks belonged to? It seems we owe them an apology. I wonder if I can list it as collateral damage for mission funds..." he scratches his beard, sending a mischievous glance at Bryant.

"let's go charlie that fight got me starving for some thing to eat"

"i don't know a one do you know charlie ?"

Charlie raises his eyebrows, eyeing the container. "Spare parts, huh? No one in particular comes to mind, although we do have a whole bunch of kids on board. Plus I'm sure that some of the Masters - myself and Steef here included, - won't turn away from a snack. But the thing is, Masters wouldn't need to list it as something else..." He grins. "It seems like we have a mystery on our hands, Steef! Did your Padawan seem to have a taste for sweets? Maybe we could check with the others after lunch, too."

He turns back to Lieutenant Bryant. "I'll make sure that Academy knows that "spare parts" were required for our noble mission," he winks, throws his robes on and fixes Sea Monster back in its holder. "Thank you for hospitality, gentlemen! I think we will head to refill our energy at the Cafeteria for now and then check to whom we own some cakes." He looks at Steef, checking if there's anything else his friend wishes to do before leaving.

"Let's go and eat then we go and report to the republic"

"Yeah, I can certainly go for some fruit right now... Even though I doubt they have a great variety," Charlie looks over himself, checking that he has everything, then facepalms and goes to retrieve his throwing axes. He finally returns to Steef, heading after him in the direction of the Cafeteria, with a farewell nod to the Hangar crew. "It's been some time since I had to travel, kinda forgot how it is. I'll certainly feel more at home on Arkania - dangerous nature, cold, lots of tricky terrain; what else can you wish for?"

"yes i don't think the have that variety" Steef gets his robe and light saber "trust it will be fun"

Lark enters the Hangar at a quick pace, eager to gather his things and get back to his hobby. His interest immediately gets focused on the starfighters, enough for the Padawan to pause to admire them and think once again about piloting one. He eventually shakes it off, though, and looks around for someone who can point him in the direction of his luggage. The Hangar crew is hard at work taking stock of the inventory, all the while discussing some sort of a recent event - from what Lark manages to catch, a battle between two Jedi? But as it doesn't seem like the battle involved lightsabers, he doesn't stop to ask and instead locates the closest crew member who can answer his query.

After getting pointed towards the right storage containers, Lark contemplates for a moment how can he manage to transport them back to his quarters - he probably packed way too many pieces of scrap and various details, there really wasn't a need for two crates full of metal, - but ends up just grabbing the lighter one and deciding to return for the other one later. Oh yeah, and he hopefully won't forget clothes and other stuff, haphazardly pushed into the smallest container.

His thoughts turning towards what new things he can build, Lark makes his way out the Hangar, navigating the route to the Padawans's Quarters.