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asgardchrysalis2019-09-24 06:39 pm
winscenario) wrote in asgardchrysalis2019-09-24 06:39 pm
( open ) practice makes perfect
Who: Jim Kirk & YOU!
What: Jim wants to learn how to wield a sword (and some other weapons)
When: Now-ish
Where: Temjask arena
Rating: PG-13 for possible mild violence, fighting and minor injuries
While not unfamiliar with using weapons, it's fair to say that Jim's well out of his depth here. Barring the use of magic, there's nothing even remotely resembling energy weapons, and even projectile weapons are nonexistent. He's checked out what's on offer but some of them he doesn't even recognize, and those that he does...
Well, he can't really remember ever holding a sword in his life, for instance. But he's definitely curious. He goes to the arena to train, keep his body in shape and possibly look for someone willing to spar with him, and after he's worked up some sweat, he heads out to where all those weapons are on display, looking over the selection with interest.
He picks up a sword at one point, a smaller and lighter-looking one, but not knowing what to do with it, he'll put it back down unless someone approaches or cuts in. He also walks around the training grounds, watching others use those same weapons, admiring from a safe distance at how skilled they are.
A more elaborate or showy move will no doubt get an impressed sound from him, and he tips his head at them. "That was brilliant. You're really good."
Not that he'd know the first thing, it just looked impressive.
What: Jim wants to learn how to wield a sword (and some other weapons)
When: Now-ish
Where: Temjask arena
Rating: PG-13 for possible mild violence, fighting and minor injuries
While not unfamiliar with using weapons, it's fair to say that Jim's well out of his depth here. Barring the use of magic, there's nothing even remotely resembling energy weapons, and even projectile weapons are nonexistent. He's checked out what's on offer but some of them he doesn't even recognize, and those that he does...
Well, he can't really remember ever holding a sword in his life, for instance. But he's definitely curious. He goes to the arena to train, keep his body in shape and possibly look for someone willing to spar with him, and after he's worked up some sweat, he heads out to where all those weapons are on display, looking over the selection with interest.
He picks up a sword at one point, a smaller and lighter-looking one, but not knowing what to do with it, he'll put it back down unless someone approaches or cuts in. He also walks around the training grounds, watching others use those same weapons, admiring from a safe distance at how skilled they are.
A more elaborate or showy move will no doubt get an impressed sound from him, and he tips his head at them. "That was brilliant. You're really good."
Not that he'd know the first thing, it just looked impressive.
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He sighs, then shrugs. "I figured as much. Had to practice a lot to learn how to use my weapons too, so that much I'm used to," he says, then tips his head at Ivar. "Sticking around to watch, or will I see you again later?"
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He gives one last pieces of advice before he starts to go. "And remember that fancy tricks are no match for basic moves if they are perfected." Tricks were for times to show-off to people during non-combat situations. Battle was all about killing the other person as fast as possible before they killed you.
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"I'll keep that in mind," he says, though he wouldn't have thought otherwise. For now he'll go back to practicing for the rest of the afternoon. Hopefully they'll run into each other at a later date, and he might just be able to impress Ivar with a few of his moves again.