Soo had not gone far Still inside the compound. He had found an open area between a few of the buildings. The saber flying as he moved it around in a few testing strokes to see how the new balance felt in his hand. It still wasn't right, but it was closer than the Jedi had been, but this would not be the final path he walked he felt.
Still there would be time here, that much he had seen. He had been guided to this place by the force, and there was a reason for it. Until he felt he had satisfied that reason here he would stay. As he moved the light saber around he felt its weight in his hand. He felt it as it moved through the katas, a form he had developed in his meditations.
Only recently had he begun to move through them. His trip to this planet had afforded him time to be certain that it worked. The form relied on always being poised to strike. He would never strike first, but rather feel his opponent, waiting for their attack to strike, when not striking the guard moved to always leave the most angles of attack against any strike that could come toward you.
The form looked abnormal due to the fact that without a strike from the opponent it had no attack. With practice it could be deadly, though not as a first form to learn, for otherwise one would rarely fell a matched opponent.