Who: Old Jake and Open Where: Temple Courtyard What: Lightsabers!!! When: who knows? (it is now)
Kneeling was not something Jake could do easily, despite the flexibility of his braces and his use of the Force. That meant that he meditated in a few different ways; lying on his back, which wasn't just him having a nap despite what Greg used to tell him, or sitting on a chair or bench, which was his usual method, or sometimes, he'd meditate while practicing with his lightsaber, which was what he was currently doing. The close connection with the Force that he already had was made even stronger as he worked through the various katas and forms, allowing the Force to flow through him and guide his limbs to where they had to be. He had never put a foot wrong when he'd meditated like this, even when he kept his eyes closed.
It was his favorite method of meditation, although he rarely had time or the opportunity to do so, but now that they were stuck in this endless pre-dawn and he needed to be strong with the Force in order to try and do something about fixing it, it seemed to be the perfect time. He was currently moving through some of the more tighter-controlled katas, those which emphasized small movements and precise positioning, while Bucephalus and Hex dozed together in the corner of the courtyard. He could jump around and bounce off walls like a demented pinball later if he felt the need.