[ it's important to know that taair's emotions blip a "oh! pretty!" emotion at her haircut. it's important to me, sisi because i respect your bangs choices
anyway. this comment makes him laugh from where he's looking at a fancy looking rapier made out of... some kind of hard candy. it smells like lemons. ]
I think I might! But I'm sure it was a thrilling adventure - or at least one very sweet-smelling.
[ heehee. he picks up the rapier and gives it an experimental wiggle with like. zero swordfighting form at all because this is the first time he's ever held one. ]
Then again, most of things you all get up to feel adventurous to me. [ he pokes with the rapier again - hah! like a swashbuckling rogue. ] How I would love to tell the stories of the things you've all done.
Ah. You really have not carried a sword before, have you?
[fond.]
I am not amongst our three greatest swordsmen, but I would be happy to show you.
[she's trained to use basic weapons. she's not extremely skilled, her power is more based on magic, but she can wield a sword or a lance or what have you.]
[ his emotions are delighted, immediately. just like a flower bloomed in this room. ]
Oh - I would love to, Miss Shadowheart. And I wouldn't mind a lesson on your three greatest swordsmen, either.
[ that part's a joke, laughing a little as he readjusts how he's standing, ready to be a Good Student TM. ]
I was told often I'd never need to learn to wield a weapon. [ considering his whole grew up in a tower thing. ] So, I taught myself magic, but... I lacked the capacity to self-educate when it comes to anything physical.
Yes, of course! Now those legends I am familiar with.
[ there's immediate pinging of fondness because taair!!! loves his friends!!! and he happily takes up the rapier to match her, all curiosity and interest and focus. ]
And this is certainly a time where magic does not suffice... [ considering their lack of powers... he doesn't need to say that its dangerous but. you know. ] You're a woman of many talents, Miss Shadowheart.
Marcoh taught me how to throw a punch, and both Adolphe and Yves have taught me a bit of self defense, but neither are really... well...effective.
But this! Surely, this will be - so long as the weapon doesn't crumble.
[ he is a very good student - he listens to her pointers and adjusts properly, holding the rapier in a more natural stance with guidance. it looks very natural if only because of the lessons, but he seems deeply happy to be absorbing the basics too. ]
And some aren't, like telling jokes. [ there's an emotion surge here - a warmth of friendship, genuine and happy. these are the things he lives for, these little connections, much more so than the weapon itself. ]
And, I will keep that in mind! Luckily, I am not terribly forceful. [ he gives a couple jabs with the rapier, testing it out. ] Do you think we may? Find sturdier things, that is. I don't suppose the enemies you faced carried weapons that were not made of sugar...
week 4; monday
anyway, the mood today is sad, but doing a little better than she was over the weekend.]
You would not believe how poorly these hold up against skeletons.
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anyway. this comment makes him laugh from where he's looking at a fancy looking rapier made out of... some kind of hard candy. it smells like lemons. ]
I think I might! But I'm sure it was a thrilling adventure - or at least one very sweet-smelling.
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I would not say it was either of those things. We primarily wandered about lost for an endless amount of time and fought skeletons.
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Those both sound like an adventure to me.
[ heehee. he picks up the rapier and gives it an experimental wiggle with like. zero swordfighting form at all because this is the first time he's ever held one. ]
Then again, most of things you all get up to feel adventurous to me. [ he pokes with the rapier again - hah! like a swashbuckling rogue. ] How I would love to tell the stories of the things you've all done.
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[fond.]
I am not amongst our three greatest swordsmen, but I would be happy to show you.
[she's trained to use basic weapons. she's not extremely skilled, her power is more based on magic, but she can wield a sword or a lance or what have you.]
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[ his emotions are delighted, immediately. just like a flower bloomed in this room. ]
Oh - I would love to, Miss Shadowheart. And I wouldn't mind a lesson on your three greatest swordsmen, either.
[ that part's a joke, laughing a little as he readjusts how he's standing, ready to be a Good Student TM. ]
I was told often I'd never need to learn to wield a weapon. [ considering his whole grew up in a tower thing. ] So, I taught myself magic, but... I lacked the capacity to self-educate when it comes to anything physical.
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[who could say was best, but they are all so proud of them.]
I'm certainly much more useful with magic than with weapons, but it cannot hurt to know both. There are times when magic would not suffice.
[okay so she will pick up a rapier though because it is obvious this boy should be using finesse weapons.]
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Yes, of course! Now those legends I am familiar with.
[ there's immediate pinging of fondness because taair!!! loves his friends!!! and he happily takes up the rapier to match her, all curiosity and interest and focus. ]
And this is certainly a time where magic does not suffice... [ considering their lack of powers... he doesn't need to say that its dangerous but. you know. ] You're a woman of many talents, Miss Shadowheart.
Marcoh taught me how to throw a punch, and both Adolphe and Yves have taught me a bit of self defense, but neither are really... well...effective.
But this! Surely, this will be - so long as the weapon doesn't crumble.
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[she's not really a particularly form and technique focused fighter, it's really just the basics, but she'll help him adjust his form a bit.]
It will, if you are too forceful with it. But maybe you'll have the chance to acquire something a bit sturdier.
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And some aren't, like telling jokes. [ there's an emotion surge here - a warmth of friendship, genuine and happy. these are the things he lives for, these little connections, much more so than the weapon itself. ]
And, I will keep that in mind! Luckily, I am not terribly forceful. [ he gives a couple jabs with the rapier, testing it out. ] Do you think we may? Find sturdier things, that is. I don't suppose the enemies you faced carried weapons that were not made of sugar...