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RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Sigyn Shieldbreaker - 02-11-2013
"Ah...Ahh...", he stammered, taken aback but quickly try to rectify this by lowering his voice some, and puffing his chest out, "Ahm greatful, Lady Knight, ahn Ahm honored to use such ah beautiful, well-made blade!"
A brief smile flickered across the Roegadyn's face, wholly softening her expression while she regarded the appreciative man. Jasper's voice dissipated the gentleness in the next moment, however, returning her more stern demeanor.
"It's quite alright, we won't be doing weapon training till later - And we give you the weapons for that. It's to regulate damage caused to our personal, ah..." The word was the only thing that came to mind at the time, "To our, uh, punchbag. My apologies for calling you something as dire as that, Kohrae."
Siobhain did not allow herself to reflect any exasperation or disapproval for this choice, only inhaling deeply through her nostrils and swallowing any resulting sigh she might have been feeling. Training was serious business, and the cheery fellow simply did not match what she was accustomed to. The idea of using 'regulated weapons' likely wooden training implements was beyond her-- something she had never been given the option of and bore the scars to prove it. All the same, his program, his rules.
Looking back over the others, she addressed Farridor again, briskly. "Keep the sword. I'll make another if and when the occasion calls for it."
"If you'll step this way, we'll get you registered before the first class." He smiled warmly before stepping into the make-shift dojo of sorts.
Without waiting to see if her new 'acquaintance' would accept her offer, much less walk with her towards the indicated building, she began at her lengthy stride again. Another shy lad gave his name, 'Paradyme', and she bobbed her head in greeting, purely out of force of habit.
Kohrae, Jasper, Farridor, Paradyme, she mentally noted. There was a skittering little body covered in robes and an obscuring hat that reached the clipboard before her. 'Risu'. She signed in with a symbol rather than a name at first, of a small flame within a diamond. After a moment, she scrawled two illegible words, even by her standards, and followed the others in to the training room.
"Please, take a seat. We'll begin shortly." Oh. Right. Sitting. She approached a seat not too close to the other occupants of the room and gave it a passing inspection before she took it awkwardly. She was used to standing-- this was already proving to be a new experience.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - TheLastCandle - 02-11-2013
Ken followed the rest of the group in silence. He signed his name with a flourish, giving Farridor a clap on the shoulder before making his way to a seat. He slouched comfortably and let out an expansive yawn, folding his arms behind his head.Â
The Miqo'te gnawed on the end of his straw as he turned an encompassing glance around the slowly filling training room. He soon took to staring into space and reached back to scratch his posterior. While the rest of the registrants continued to trickle into the room, his eyes glazed over with unmistakable boredom.
Ugh, he thought. I hope we get started with the action soon.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Moltove - 02-12-2013
Farridor quickly fastened the new blade to his side. It was fairly light, in consideration with the person it was crafted for. For himself, it was on the heavy side, more than likely to be used with two hands until he grows stronger, if not a little bigger in general. Regardless, Farridor was awestruck, in a way, of the offer. When told he could keep it, he tried to refuse, though it was only a less than a few seconds before he was told to go inside and register. He double checked to ensure the blade was safe, despite not needing it, and picked up the scrap of his former weapon.
Following the group, he stayed between Siobhain and Ken, and let them sign first. Receiving his shoulder pat from Ken, he smiled and signed his own name. It certainly wasn't pretty, as manuscript certainly was never a big aspect in his education, but tried to make big, bold letters to compromise. Satisfied with his work, he joined the rest of the group and sat down, glancing at Sio. He couldn't help but wonder if she was some special knight-- or even a Paladin! The stories she may have would be absolutely divine to listen to! Perhaps today wouldn't be so bad after all?
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Paradyme - 02-13-2013
The way everyone filed in so happily and easily warmed Jasper's heart! They were all so eager, but so controlled. At least there was a smaller group, rather than a bigger one. He couldn't deal with larger groups. He once had to teach a class of thirty to forty Miqo'tes. He fainted multiple times under the pressure of his job. Poor guy. He did eventually get to teach the class the various lessons, but it took him longer than expected.
He stood at the back of a rather spacious hall, waiting for them to file in after signing their name. "Please, please! Come and sit. We are almost ready to begin with your first class!" He announced, looking at each of the faces that had appeared. Most of them were rather young. Others, not so much. It was also nice to see the youngsters of this land wanting to step up and fend off the evils that haunt the land.
Paradyme filtered into the room and looked to Jasper for a moment, then back at the group that was a part of this new class. He would remain silent until the class was underway and he was allowed to speak. It was only polite, after all! He crossed his legs and smoothed out his robes to let them appear more refined than they were. They were hand-me-downs from the place he used to live. They worked, though. A little ragged, but looked alright to the eye.
And thus the wait for everyone to sit, was on.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Sigyn Shieldbreaker - 02-15-2013
Separated by a fair distance from the rest of the group, her attention was focused for a silent stretch of time on Jasper. Waiting. This, again, was something new to her. Waiting on people to show up to a scheduled training session, rather than simply berating them partway through a lecture for being late. Everyone she'd bothered to take notes of outside were already here, the Roegadyn had believed, and she cast her amber gaze around to recount them.
While doing, her searching gaze drifted over Farridor, lingering a moment. He seemed an excitable young man, perhaps a bit clumsy... Which was innocent enough until you put even a blunt weapon in his hands. Turning around in her seat, Siobhain mulled over some concern that this thought arose before pushing herself to her feet. With no explanation or other ceremony, she moved to a seat within arm's reach of the young man, and sat herself down a second time. Afterwards, the paladin sat back, arms crossing over her chest while she returned to glowering at Jasper, more darkly now, as if she might have been angry about something.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Paradyme - 02-16-2013
Once everyone had taken their seats, Jasper smiled to each one in the group. "So! As you all know, we're here to do some training for battle purposes. To protect Gridania, or otherwise. I know all of you are here for different sections, however it would be nice to get your input on each specific part of the training rather than stick to the parts that you would rather know." He began, rubbing his hands together nervously as he looked to Koh for a moment.
"It's nice to see you've all gotten yourselves acquainted with each other. Knowing names of your fellow pupils allows you to bond with them! That is a good start. Now. We will start by seeing who's got skill in this discipline..." He answered, smiling as he was handed the clipboard with each of the names on it. Examining the list he smiled, "Okay, let's start with... Ken. Up you get. You get to fight Koh one-on-one first." He smiled, his gaze moving around the group to see who stood up.
Paradyme, in the meanwhile watched as Jasper gave a bit more of an intro to the day and then looked to the seat next to him. It would seem that the young girl was still with him. He was shocked to see this, but he smiled to her nonetheless. He liked his personal bubble, but it would be nice to have a friend through all of this. A buddy, if you will. And they both seemed to be here for the black mage training, anyway.
Once Jasper had asked for Ken to stand, eyes moved through the group to pick him out, it wouldn't be too hard. There were only a few there. But... To fight Kohrae... One-on-one? That was a bit far no?
"Oh, don't hurt them Koh, just... Try to encourage them to think about how they attack." Jasper chimed in as he stepped off to the side. This wasn't his expertise. He wasn't built for physical aggression. He was certainly more of a ranger. His bow and arrow lingering in the corner somewhere.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - TheLastCandle - 02-16-2013
Ken rose to his feet and stretched his arms out in front of him, cracking his knuckles. Â "Welp, this should be a good enough workout." The Miqo'te shifted his straw to the other side of his mouth as he approached the front of the room.
"Oh, don't hurt them Koh, just... Try to encourage them to think about how they attack," Jasper chimed in as he stepped off to the side. Â
"No need to make the conjurers work too hard today," Ken replied with a half-grin. He drew his wooden training sword and raised it in a duelist's stance, his waving tail betraying his excitement. "But don't go too easy on me, eh?"
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Moltove - 02-16-2013
Farridor watched in what seemed to bean excited anticipation as the room fell silent, awaiting the one named Jasper to take the lead. Sio had moved closer to the young hyur and nearly gave him a nosebleed in excitement he could do little to contain his excitement. Instinctively he grabbed the sword at his side, as if to hold the reminder of her casual act of sincere kindness and looked her up and down, taking in any dent or scratch in her armor...and perhaps anywhere skin showed, as well. The red skin was exotic to him, and knowing that female Roegadyns were far and inbetween, especially around Gridania, she was just an interesting spectacle wrapped in a mysterious story, and Farridor wanted to know everything.
"Okay, let's start with... Ken. Up you get. You get to fight Koh one-on-one first."
Excellent, thought Farridor. We'll get to see what this training's all about. Practicing on dummies is one thing, but feeling the shake and rattle of a struck blade in your hand is something else entirely...wait...Koh...does he mean...
Farridor snapped his attention forward. This couldn't end well, could it? Even if Ken was right about the calcium, it may just take two hacks to loose a limb, rather than one...At least the behemoth wasn't paired with himself, at least.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Deirdre - 02-17-2013
He had been motionless for the most part while Jasper did what he did best, deal with the rabble. While he did not much enjoy being ordered around, do this and do that, it was forgivable here. He could let himself unwind, be the source of release instead of creating the tension.
The Highlander's expression was not one of amusement as he looked over the younger man. Ken, he had been called, but a name did not mean much when you were a body on a field. A Miqo'te lad, the race of which he had little contact with. They bled just the same.
Ken's words and grin could not break the stone expression that sat on the square jaw of Kohrae, even as he unfolded his arms and took a few steps forward. Comfortable with the distance between them the Highlander balanced his footing and bent his knees, raising only his fists as weapons.
He needed no sword for this fight.
“Let's see if you can use that.â€
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - TheLastCandle - 02-17-2013
The Miqo'te flattened his ears with a quiet sigh, dropping his stance. "Tch. Don't go giving me advantages. It's no fun like that," he muttered, smoothly slipping the sword beneath his belt. He wasn't much of a pugilist, he admitted silently to himself, but he liked to test his limits.
Ken mimicked the larger man's stance and gave him a measuring glance over. Â He was certainly no match for him in raw strength; those ham-sized fists seemed akin to sledgehammers to the relatively small-framed Miqo'te. He winced involuntarily, then forced it back into his customary half-grin.
He would have to hope speed and agility would prevail.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Deirdre - 02-17-2013
There was no need for him to put awaythe sword, he could have handled that, the scars littering his forearms was a testament to many such occasions. But, when the man got in to stance and stood there looking him over, the boredom won over.
Kohrae was a hulking mass of muscle,which made him slower by nature, but he wasn't in all that of a hurry to reach the young trainee either.
His footsteps were solid, boots hittingthe ground with a thud, the distance closed in only three wide steps from the tall man. If the sheer weight of his barrelling forward was not enough, that right 'ham-sized' fist now screamed towards his little Miqo'te head.
Fun was going to be the last thing onhis mind once Kohrae was finished.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Sigyn Shieldbreaker - 02-17-2013
Siobhain watched with a chilly expression, her eyelids heavy but seemingly unwilling to drop into even the slightest blink. The Highlander was serious, which she could appreciate, and he didn't seem overly cocky. The same could not be said for the slender Miqo'te. Her jaw set hard so that her teeth ground within the confines of her lips.
She'd heard Kohrae invite the young man to use his weapon-- or at least see if he could. In response he'd dropped it and taken up his fists. Such a thing simply would not stand in real combat. "Foolish." The Roegadyn stated, but quietly, not wanting to distract either of the combatants with derogatory comments. Her attention flitted to Jasper, where he stood off to the side.
After while of consideration, she raised her large, gauntlet-covered hand in silence like a child in academy. If the trainer's attention didn't leave the fight, she'd be stuck in this position for quite some time, but she was willing to wait to ask a question, relatively unrelated to the two fighting at the moment. Her attention, still, drifted back every few moments to the Highlander, taking mental note of his methods.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Aysun - 02-18-2013
Risu watched Para quite intently until he decided to acknowledge her presence with an awkward smile. One she returned before finally shifting her attention to the pairing as they readied themselves. The Miqo'te put his wooden sword away--why would he do that!?
This.. was beginning to seem like a bad idea. While she was not entirely sure what she should have expected coming to this little event, facing a Highlander in hand to hand combat training was not high on her list of things she wished to do, or could do, for that matter.
She leaned forwards in her chair, peering past Sio to the other 'young' person in the crowd, Farridor. She did not hide this attempt to see if he too was looking nervous now. But then she looked up to the red-skinned woman, curious if she'd heard her correctly through the slightly muffling hat she wore. If that woman thought it was foolish, then it most certainly was. She watched as said woman raised her armored hand, before looking back to the pair before them.
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - Moltove - 02-18-2013
Farridor continued to watch. He was certainly interested, though at the same time he was nervous as well. Knowing that his greatest 'threat' would be Siobhaine, he felt at some ease as she seemed more practical, more likely to teach than to severely beat or penetrate a sword (or fist) through his limbs. So there was a feeling of thankfulness, but at the same time he could not help but to worry slightly for his new acquaintance. Surely there will be a lot of pain in this match-- it was simple logic: They were mismatched. But is this what it's like out there in the real world? Regardless of what weapons that you have, is it possible that you could end up being so outclassed and alone? The thought was daunting. Frightening. This fight was a bad idea, and Farridor's presence was unneeded. The young Hyur debated whether or not to leave at this point, when finally the match started.
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"Foolish." The Roegadyn stated, but quietly, not wanting to distract either of the combatants with derogatory comments. Her attention flitted to Jasper, where he stood off to the side.
Farridor nodded and stared up at the rather exotic woman next to him, Sio. If she thought this was foolish, then he was not alone in his assumptions. There has to be some other variable to this. He looked around, wondering if both of their reactions are just and he was met with compliance with everyone in the group, aside from Jasper's. He caught a glimpse of the young Hyur girl looking in his direction, but he immediately looked forward again. When he thought she wouldn't noticed, he looked back. She was cute, of course. It almost made him want to be paired with her, almost as if he could teach her a thing or two. He was out of luck with the magic, but perhaps she could teach him, as well. Farridor blushed at the thought and quickly looked forward once more. 'What am I thinking?', he considered to himself, 'I couldn't teach a training dummy to hold still, much less teach a peer anything worthwhile in this fighting ring...
"Ah dunno 'bout this. How could he not get hurt?" Farri muttered
RE: Training In All Forms [Gridania; Non-Canon] - TheLastCandle - 02-18-2013
The Miqo'te had no time to think - Koh was deceptively quick for his size, but Ken was confident that he still retained the advantage in speed. He dropped into a forward roll and, in a single motion, sprang to his feet and aimed a booted foot at the back of the Highlander's knee joint.Â
