Feel the Vibrations/My heart starts to pound, pound, POUND!

[quickdrawlatino]

[1]

[Sam's in the arboretum, just taking a walk through it - sword at his side and looking calmly at the plants around him. Looking satisfied as he came to a particular area, he drew his sword and set himself into stance with a deep breath. The leaves of the trees in this part of the arboretum were falling. He figured it would be a good time to get his training down.]

[Within moments he was putting several precise cuts through the leaves - splitting them into halves - and then even more. One would think, oh Sam's just slashing leaves like a stereotypical samurai, what's the interest in that?]

[Then if you took a better look you'd notice he was specifically carving them up through the mid-ribs - making clean splits, then slashing through the veins of the leaves - trying to get the cuts as exact and clean as possible!]

[When Sam stopped he picked up one of the sliced leaves, he looked a little dissapointed actually.]


[2]

Now, I wouldn't say that I'm much of a teacher - but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to pass on a few things to those of you who want to learn.

[Sam grins, leaning on his knee as he sat crosslegged in the middle of the room he has appropriated as a makeshift dojo. It was pretty sparse really. A few mats, multiple practice sword and several other things that wouldn't be out of place.]

Try to keep this in mind though, I won't go easy on you.

[Sam gets to his feet and looks quite serious indeed now.]

I'll be teaching you the same way I learned from my father. The Rodrigues New Shadow School... is quite painful indeed.

So if you're having second thoughts, I suggest you leave and save yourself the bruises.

Comments

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[paladin_robot]

[Richard's already taken up one of the practice swords, swinging it slightly to understand the wait before he holds it close to himself.]

Considering what you've taught me has saved my life, I know it works. I don't have much time to train otherwise, so I need the best of what I can get.

[quickdrawlatino]

Good to know you're not above listening to others.

[Sam calmly spreads his arms. He's unarmed... yet... everything about his seemingly relaxed posture still screams danger.]

Now. I want you to give me your best shot.

[paladin_robot]

Alright...

[Richard circles Sam a bit, making a few feints in stepping forward. Then he surges ahead, swinging his sword to Sam's side. A followup however, will come when he's subsequently attempting to kick the man straight in the chest.]

[quickdrawlatino]

[Except... Sam was savvy enough to spot feints - Richard was still telegraphing them pretty largely to the more experienced swordsman - and he was stepping quickly into the arc of the swing and blocking the blow from making impact. The rising kick made contact though - which may have been a bad thing when Sam's hands snapped at the foot and pretty much LAUNCHED Richard into the mat with a throw!]

Nh... We need to work on how you execute those slashes of yours. They seem to get cut off in the middle quite easily... good kick though.

[Sam was dusting his chest off, it was a good hit indeed. PROGRESS!]

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[sexygodofscienceandwar]

You're that...swords guy, right?

Sure, I'll bite.

[quickdrawlatino]

Well then my scrawny friend, pick up a weapon and we'll get started.

[He motions to the rack not too far away.]

[sexygodofscienceandwar]

'Kay.

[And grab a weapon he does, an old-fashioned western style double-edged sword.]

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[gudbye_despair]

*Sitting under another tree not far from Sam, is Elena, who is carving a potato into the likeness of Roads.*

Oh, Mister Jetstream. You're carving too?

[quickdrawlatino]

Its less art than yours Miss Ivanov. I just can't seem to get some of these cuts even.

[It was by a VERY small degree - and through the veins of the leaf no less. When it was down the middle he managed to essentially nail it easy.]

[gudbye_despair]

What are you doing though? Are you doing abstract art? Or, maybe pop art?

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[alwaysmyturn]

[Neptune arrives just in time to watch you dice up that poor leaf.]

Talk about keeping yourself sharp...

You know, I've kinda wondered about this - how long have you been swordfighting anyway?

[quickdrawlatino]

As long as I could pick up a sword. So I suppose I could say almost my entire life.

[He says this with all sense of seriousness Nep.]

[alwaysmyturn]

Since you were a kid, huh?

Must've been tough. I know people are saying that you've gotta start young when it comes to this, but it can't be just that in your case...

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[can_not_fly]

[And have a certain little angel sort of curiously looking at you]

...well, can't be much worse than what Lady Palutena puts me through. You're on!

[quickdrawlatino]

[Sam grins, tossing Pit one of the practice swords. Interestingly enough there's plenty of variety among them, though Sam's seems more battered than the rest.]

Well then, it seems that I'll have quite the challenge to live up to.

[can_not_fly]

[Pit grabs the sword and gives it a couple practice twirls. He then settles on a bit of a strange, half-reversed grip. Pit's stance is actually sort of amateurish, at least apparently]

Okay, ready when you are!

(2)

[started_from_the_bottom]

I'll.... I'll try it. I think bro would've thrown me at you otherwise anyway.

[quickdrawlatino]

Your brother must either have been painfully stupid...

[Okay that was uncalled for-]

Or he had a lot of faith in you.

[That one wasn't as rude though.]

Either way... do not think I will go easy on you. I expect for you to put everything you have into every move you make against me.

[He tosses Simon a practice sword, resting his own on his shoulder.]

Attack me when you think you're ready.

[started_from_the_bottom]

[[Fumblefumble... He catches it the wrong way, then fixes it.

Pardon Simon while he has a moment, staring at the thing that looks like the other thing that Kamina used.]] Bro... used one of these.

[[He's trembling a bit... then, steels his grip. Kamina would want him to get stronger, and protect others.]]

ALright! I'm going to try! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! [[And he runs in with it over his head. He's in over his head... but... Simon the Digger...]]

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[gurrenbrigbonded]

Matthew shows up too.

While pouting.

[quickdrawlatino]

Oh, well if it isn't the honorable man of the Clans. Tell me, have you managed to clean out all the sand from your uniform?

[gurrenbrigbonded]

Don't mention all that sand why would you mention that it took two days to clean it out.

"Aff, it is the honorable man of the Clans, who through solid evidence is forced to acknowledge your skill." Matthew grumbles.

He points a finger at you. "Therefore! I shall learn from your experience...and one day seek to surpass you!"

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[armored_fruit]

"A fascinating form of martial drill, Ho Ho!"

Ah. It's that Britannian guy.

"We of the Sinclair family have a similar training regimen involving trees! Instead of merely slicing the leaves, though...we slash in half the entire tree!" He declares proudly.

[quickdrawlatino]

I saw your sword Sir Knight. I figured you were a man of brute force than precision.

I admit I wouldn't be averse to cutting a few trees myself... of course trying to do that here would be quite rude after all.

[armored_fruit]

"Precise amounts of brute force, my dear chap!" Isaac clarifies. "It has long been the ethos of the Sinclair family that if one's first strike is powerful enough, you have no need for a second!"

He sighs, raising the back of his hand up to his brow. "Ah, but if only there was a way for us to compare the merits of our styles without destroying greenery!"