training ♔ monday morning

[graveflowers]

WHO || Violet Reedhym, David Levin, Lan, assorted squires and mentors, your mom.
WHAT || Weapons training!
WHERE || Knights HQ, Training Room / Armory / Firing Range / Gym, Dragon's Hide wing, 2nd floor
WHEN || June 22nd, Monday morning [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

It's that time again. New squires (and new knights who might have missed it in the hubbub) would have heard the word come 'round that there would be open weapons orientation this Monday -- which is also open to anyone who just wants to come spar with the newbies as well. As before, at the top of the main staircase is the entrance to an incredibly spacious room, that has gym and weight training equipment on the wall near the door, and then lots of old school training dummies and more at the far end. A glass door enters into a firing range, and another pair of large doors on the farthest wall lead to the armory.

Vi -- or Sir Reedhym if you're feeling like making her feel old -- is running the orientation today with a special guest of surly Sir David Levin who is being his normal strong and silent type off to the side but the wall of weapons. Sir Wellington is also in attendance, being Lan. Lanning about, as he do. The small knight toting a very teeny week old infant in a sling rounds everyone up in the center of the room to start this shit off with a loud whistle and a very cheerful, "Okay, all y'all shut up!"

Some of the squires' mentor Knights will have accompanied them - others will have left them to their own devices. Everyone's welcome to tag into threads or make their own!

Comments

[technophobic]

Let me show you how to grip it right, before you throw it across the room by accident. [ and he'll pull out his own to demonstrate ]

[scorekeeper]

[ For once Doyle didn't cheapen the moment with a joke, no. He shifted the sword to match Lan's movements.]

Like this?

[technophobic]

Better. Now, when you swing, what do ye think you're tryin' to do?

[scorekeeper]

Honestly? Swing a sharp bat and hope for the best.

[ He spoke trying to get the feel for the sword.]

[technophobic]

And that's why you miss. When you attack, you need to do so with intention. To visualize the outcome you want.

[scorekeeper]

I don't exactly want to visualize meself stabbin' you, man. [ At least he was honest... for now.]

[technophobic]

Not every attack is intended to cleave a man through.

[scorekeeper]

[ He nods.]

More like a, just stop an attack kind o' move?

[technophobic]

Or injure him enough to slow him down.

[scorekeeper]

A'right that makes sense. Should I try again?

[technophobic]

Certainly can't do worse.

[scorekeeper]

Sure I can, I ain't stabbed either of us or tripped up yet.

[ Being stone cold sober, helped a lot. Stepping back he shifted the sword from one hand to the other before he moved and swung it with a bit of concentration on the task. (atk 18) ]

[technophobic]

[ this time he connects with the dummy, a solid ringing blow! ] That's the way!

[scorekeeper]

[ The Irishman's clearly pleased with himself, he turns back and looks at Lan.]

That's cool. [ He's moves back and moves at it again swinging out. (Atk 16) ]

[technophobic]

[ it clangs again solidly ] Keep that up, and maybe some day you can hit a moving target as well.

[scorekeeper]

You mind if I just keep praticin' for a bit?

[technophobic]

Not at all. That's what it's here for. I'll leave you to it for now then.

[scorekeeper]

Thanks man.

[ He lifts the sword again and goes back to it.]