#backtoform

His form was near perfect, proving that his muscle memory was intact at the very least. Though the high kick delivered was strong, the Keeper did not hear the desired snap from the protective padding. His feline ears flickered in annoyance in knowing he could do better but had yet to achieve as much. With that in mind he would plant both bare feet upon the earth, center his stance, and draw in a deep breath.The moment of calm usually did the trick for the Keeper however he found no such luck. Too many thoughts clouded his mind creating a jumbled mess of what ifs and unanswered questions that filled him with anxiety and not the desired zen needed for his training. The result was another form perfect kick that lacked the power he wanted... Needed. "Looks good at least... Does't have that snap though." Came a familiar voice from behind him. Honi didn't need to look to know the Roe female who stood at the entrance to his yard. Truth be told, her footsteps alerted him to her presence well before she arrived let alone the crisp stand to attention and salute the guard posted outside his residence presented to the Maelstrom Captain as she neared. Like Honi, the Roe was a Captain and the current leader of the 23rd, the unit the Keeper had once led during the more active parts of his career with the Maelstrom. Now, that duty fell squarely upon her shoulders and given the size of the sea wolf, she had no problems at all taken on the burden. Not one to wait for a proper invite, Ty stepped into the yard and came to stand behind Honi, gaze shifting between the Keeper to the yard itself. "Nice to see you've taken care of the lawn... Last I saw, the grass was over grown...." "... I somehow doubt you made the trip out here to check up on my lawn.." Honi grumbled, any thought of a proper greeting lost upon his l ips. "No... I've come to check up on you... Heard reports of a rather serious looking minstrel wearing red and playing in the Sands as of late... Couldn't be the Captain Honi I know because, well, when ever he played a instrument he had a smile... And last I checked, he wasn't up to playing anything any how." Ty said as her dark eyes roamed over the yard itself from the small wooden platform built into the tree to the fire pit behind her. The state of the cottage was better from last she checked, suggesting the keeper was out of the rut he had fallen into but her instincts told her she was only scratching the surface, especially upon closer inspection she noticed the bruising on his shins. He had been kicking the practice dummy for sometime now it seemed. "... Are you having me followed now." Honi said after a long pause. He took painful measures to not play in Limsa, traveling via airship to the desert city state every other day to perform, simply because he was less likely to be recognized there than at his current home state or Gridania. Of course if he was being followed, that didn't seem to matter. "Sad, the Honi I know would already know the answer to that..." Ty teased though Honi could make up the faint hit of concern laced just underneath her words. "What I wish to know," she continued "is why did you berate two freshies who asked you why you were loading Maelstrom supplies under a ship without proper forms filled out...?" That was the question that got the Keeper to turn, a myriad of shame and anger dancing across the golden hues of his eyes as he looked up to the taller Roe. "My business-" he started. "Is mine..." Ty finished. "Especially when you are still an officer of the the Maelstrom... Lucky for you, I had Breeze talk to the two recruits and stop them from filing complaints. You can also thank Breeze for filing the proper requisition forms on your behalf so it doesn't look like you went all pirate on us and just stole from Limsa.... Now Captain, you going to tell me what the hell is up? I know things haven't been easy for you, and we have all allowed you the peace and space you need, but we are getting worried." The look of anger he wore was replaced with embarrassment as he came to realize at that