orb # 3, Day 2 of the Great Heat's Beginning

[bondsoflove]

 I need a sparring partner. Tomorrow, courtyard. I use a broadsword. 

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[goldeneyeball]

What about magic?

[bondsoflove]

You've seen my fire.

[Petulantly.]

[goldeneyeball]

Great, see you there!

[bondsoflove]

Fine. No incapacitation.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW screws his face up. >8C STUPID KIDS AND THEIR FANCY WORDS.]}

That means no murder, right?

[bondsoflove]

No murder and no maiming beyond ability to recover.

[goldeneyeball]

Oh! Okay, yeah, sure, golden.

[bondsoflove]

See you tomorrow.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan can fight with knives! And crossbow!

[bondsoflove]

Do you want to spar?

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Yes! Spar with Faolan!

[bondsoflove]

Can you hold your own in a fight?

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan is fierce!

[bondsoflove]

I'm not going to pull punches.

[Not that he'd hurt the kid, but he does want a serious spar. He'll cut the fight if it turns out Faolan can't hold up against a mid-level kata.]

[greatsquirrelhunter]

[Faolan flashes a pleased grin. He doesn't like it when people go easy on him and tell him he can't do things because he's small.

Granted, he is 10, so he's probably nowhere near Sasuke's level. But he's fast, and smart (and isn't nearly so naive in a fight as in real life), he's had some training with a real knight, and Hawk has taught him to fight dirty. He can probably last a few minutes.]

[bondsoflove]

[Although Faolan's lucky in that Sasuke's currently powered down. If he were at his usual strength, it would be a different story.]

See you tomorrow.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Yes! [Faolan beams.]

[dash_dynamic]

Hm, I haven't had a good spar in a while...

[Gunpei looks thoughtful. It would give him a chance to show the rude guy what for!]

Sure, I'll take you up on that!

[There is clearly no way this could go wrong. Using a sword has to be close enough to using a Mantan Gun in Rod Mode, right? Right. That's what Gunpei's telling himself.]

[bondsoflove]

What do you fight with?

[dash_dynamic]

Guns, mostly.

[He holds up a crossbow.]

This is about as close as I've gotten here--but I can use a sword, too! I'm a jack of all trades when it comes to weapons, after all!

[He's got a princely rapier someone thought would be appropriate, so he's going to try to whip that thing out to prove his point, but...oh, look. It's kind of gotten stuck in the sheath.]

[bondsoflove]

[A raised eyebrow.]

Can you do hand-to-hand combat?

[dash_dynamic]

You bet I can do hand-to-hand combat!

[And he'll make a couple of air-punching combat poses to prove this, because when you come from a Super Sentai universe that is all PERFECTLY NORMAL.

...he actually can fight hand-to-hand rather well, despite appearances.]

[bondsoflove]

Then don't bother with the weapons.

[dash_dynamic]

Hey, if that's what you want, then fine by me.

[bondsoflove]

Tomorrow.

[The orb goes dark.]

[consultmybooks]

Really? So do I.

[And a crossbow, and a battle axe, and a quarterstaff, and an axatl, and...]

If you don't mind, I'd be up for, um, stopping by and training for a while.

[bondsoflove]

I should be there for most of the day.

[He's allowed himself to get lax.]

[consultmybooks]

Mind if I bring along a broad sword myself, then?

[So has Giles - it's a feeling he feels more acutely now than ever, especially when it's someone else reminding him that he's been getting lax.]

[bondsoflove]

Bring whatever you want.