[[ psl's, memes, overflow and AU bullshit, you wanna bother Takame as a WoL or a Non-WoL, this is the place to do it so come at me with your starters or yell at me to get off my lazy ass. i'll match styles.]]
[Had Takame been less focused on an efficient lesson, he would have been more apologetic for the sudden contact. But as it stood it would have been faster to show Papayako directly than wait for him to fumble while looking at someone's grip on an entirely different blade.
He isn't sure what to make of "unconventional", but he had the good grace to not pry. Not yet. And even for this unconventional training he had, he was still alive to call it such. That counted for something.] 'Tis a common mistake I've found even seasoned swordsmen make. They quickly found their careers coming to an early end continuing as they were. If not their lives. [He didn't pull any punches when it came to swordplay, this one.] But yes, all will come together with more training.
[Papayako frowns, looking back to his hands around the blade’s hilt. One mistake and you’re bleeding out on the battlefield with a sword at your neck, drifting in and out of consciousness while a... The details aren’t important. He knows all too well how all the knowledge in the world won’t save you from a slip-up, but maybe advice would help him to avoid them in the future. He appears to be malms away while he ponders it, but he snaps back to the present after a moment.] If it won’t keep you from other tasks, shall we continue? I haven’t had many opportunities to spar with a master.
[Takame was about to swing at him again noticing he was trailing off, just as a warning to stay focused at all times. Papayako should really consider himself thankful Takame felt merciful.
And realized that the other Au Ra probably knew that fully well considering his new choice of hairstyle and conspicuous scar. And no one liked being reminded of those. Moving away from that subject, he nodded.]
I had nothing to attend to, you needn't worry about keeping me. [And he went into his offensive stance again.]
[He could have laughed it off and said he deserved it, gotten another scolding... Maybe it's good that Takame felt generous. He'd like to say he would have noticed if Takame was getting ready to strike, but... Well, he would've gotten knocked on his arse and he knows it.]
Heh, mayhap nothing you haven't seen before, but I'll do my best to keep up!
[Papayako returns to his position, mindful of his grip on his weapon. Right, move faster, pay attention... They always say that the best defense is a good offense, but that requires him to be on Takame's master level, doesn't it? He shifts his weight and swings at Takame with enough dexterity to keep it from connecting -- if he even gets close, that is.]
[True enough, he isn't unfamiliar with broadsword fighters considering he had a hand in training Zhian. Still, something about Papayako's style felt different from her's.
The swing was easily predictable and parried, but less so that it would have been had Papayako's grip been weak. It took Takame some effort to parry, he needed to be aware of how he managed his own weight to not be overwhelmed by the difference in scale. It was enough to disrupt his stance slightly.]
... Better. [Said flatly, but not unimpressed as before. He straightened his position again.] Try again. [He's expecting for a theoretical hit to land this time.]
[Well, O'Zhian's style probably aims for proper sword-fighting, not "grievous bodily harm with little regard to personal well-being." Self-preservation is a little low on the Dark Knight priority list in the grand scheme of things, maybe. He's leaving himself open in places he really shouldn't.
He grunts with effort as he swings again. A little harder, a little faster... Papayako's never been a lazy student. After his swing he shifts back and quickly tries to re-assume a defensive position, just in case Takame counters.]
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you're a menace
He isn't sure what to make of "unconventional", but he had the good grace to not pry. Not yet. And even for this unconventional training he had, he was still alive to call it such. That counted for something.] 'Tis a common mistake I've found even seasoned swordsmen make. They quickly found their careers coming to an early end continuing as they were. If not their lives. [He didn't pull any punches when it came to swordplay, this one.] But yes, all will come together with more training.
The latest menace to ever live but thank u
[Papayako frowns, looking back to his hands around the blade’s hilt. One mistake and you’re bleeding out on the battlefield with a sword at your neck, drifting in and out of consciousness while a... The details aren’t important. He knows all too well how all the knowledge in the world won’t save you from a slip-up, but maybe advice would help him to avoid them in the future. He appears to be malms away while he ponders it, but he snaps back to the present after a moment.] If it won’t keep you from other tasks, shall we continue? I haven’t had many opportunities to spar with a master.
its psl land i'll backtag it into eternity
And realized that the other Au Ra probably knew that fully well considering his new choice of hairstyle and conspicuous scar. And no one liked being reminded of those. Moving away from that subject, he nodded.]
I had nothing to attend to, you needn't worry about keeping me. [And he went into his offensive stance again.]
Show me what else you have to offer.
BOY I'M REALLY PUTTING THAT TO THE TEST HUH o(-(
Heh, mayhap nothing you haven't seen before, but I'll do my best to keep up!
[Papayako returns to his position, mindful of his grip on his weapon. Right, move faster, pay attention... They always say that the best defense is a good offense, but that requires him to be on Takame's master level, doesn't it? He shifts his weight and swings at Takame with enough dexterity to keep it from connecting -- if he even gets close, that is.]
YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME
The swing was easily predictable and parried, but less so that it would have been had Papayako's grip been weak. It took Takame some effort to parry, he needed to be aware of how he managed his own weight to not be overwhelmed by the difference in scale. It was enough to disrupt his stance slightly.]
... Better. [Said flatly, but not unimpressed as before. He straightened his position again.] Try again. [He's expecting for a theoretical hit to land this time.]
h...happy new year orz
He grunts with effort as he swings again. A little harder, a little faster... Papayako's never been a lazy student. After his swing he shifts back and quickly tries to re-assume a defensive position, just in case Takame counters.]
How's that?