Far be it for Cal to find himself on the grounds, practicing on his own. Vader had taken an interest in him in his classes and the result was him leaving the class beat up and bloody, needing to get patched up. Today he left with a gash on his right leg and a nicely developing bruise on his knee.

If there was one thing he hated being, it was a failure. But there's been a lot of that lately and quite frankly, he's getting tired of it. Hence deciding to take some time to practice.

He was trying to keep his distance, after his argument with Trilla not too long ago. Cal saw her in classes but didn't bother engaging. So of course who would he happen upon when he happened onto his training spot? Having seen her in class often enough, he was familiar with her fighting style and movements. This was not that. It was different, but no less lethal. The staff was also an unusual weapon for her. Curious, Cal tried to stay close enough to see what she was doing but far enough back that (hopefully) he would remain unseen.