training ♔ monday morning

[nepotism]

WHO || Fredrick Jr., Luthir, Dovan, entirely open
WHAT || Weapons training
WHERE || Knights HQ, Training Room / Armory / Firing Range / Gym, Dragon's Hide wing, 2nd floor
WHEN || Monday, March 11th from 10am onwards
HOW || Actionspam

It's that time again. New squires 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.

Sir Luthir stands off to one side, all impassive elf, armored in his light, beautifully worked metal, and carrying a sword. Red-headed Sir Ironsides hefts an axe over his shoulder and offers a boisterous greeting to those approaching, and Fred helps round people up to the middle of the room.

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

[unhand]

[Hook scowls at both of them. Then he turns back to the target and fires three more times in rapid succession (22, 18, 21).] That more like what you're looking for?

[uncurse]

[ ooo mr hook ooo. let emma just throw her underwear at you. ok not really but she is setting her firearm down and glancing at his target because whattaturn-on. ]

[unhand]

[Aww yeah, he impressed the girl. He smirks over at her since tbh her reaction is way more interesting than some elf guy telling him he can carry it around.]

[uncurse]

[ oh shit he's looking over here abort abort. her eyes flicker between him and luthir and then she just clears her throat and picks her gun back up, returning her attention to her own work (19, 24, 24). ]

[unhand]

[o-oh okay he sees why she was giving him that lusty look that really is sexy.]

[luthir]

[ luthir noticed

all of that

all of it

spot checks are an elf's bizness ok

he's just choosing to willfully ignore your lives ]

Part of it.

[uncurse]

[ whatever. pokerface all you want, keebler. you'll be thinking about that eyesex when you're alone later. ]

[unhand]

[Oh my god freaking elf HE CAN DO THIS.]

What else am I supposed to do?

[luthir]

Show me you processed the information about safety. Explain it back to me.

[unhand]

[FREAKING KILLING HIM. But a wis check of 12 means he does an... okay job... I guess...]

[luthir]

I think perhaps a day or two to review wouldn't be in poor taste.

Perhaps Sir Swan can assist you.

[uncurse]

Wait, what? How the hell did I get shanghai'd into tutoring anybody?

[unhand]

Come on, Sir Swan. [He grins at her.] Since you're so good at it.

[luthir]

You've obviously had the training necessary. And you two appear to know one another.

[uncurse]

And this is me, wishing for the hundredth time today that we didn't. [ hook you are not going to enjoy this training session, so help her. ]

[unhand]

[So grumpy. He saunters over to her, not put off at all by her attitude.] So let's get started. Sooner you get me to understand, the sooner you won't have to spend time with me.

[Since he's about even on wanting to spend time with Buffy and wanting to carry a gun around.]

[luthir]

[ wandering off now, he's done his work here /dusts off hands ]

[uncurse]

[ spend time with buffy, huh. ]

I - [ she opens her mouth to respond as luthir leaves. she looks offended. ] Hey! Hey! [ but he's wandering off and she just looks defeated. she groans, rolling her eyes, and turns back to hook. ]

Three rules. First, you don't talk unless you have a question. Second, you do exactly what I tell you to. Third, you find yourself something in the library to study up on safety regulations on your own after we're done.

[unhand]

[Shush you didn't see that.]

Right. That'll happen.

[uncurse]

What was rule number one?

[unhand]

I don't follow rules.

[uncurse]

Then, you won't be learning from me. [ she gives a snide smile, and then turns to make her way out of the range. w/e she's cleared she doesn't have to be here anymore. ]

[unhand]

[He catches her wrist with his hook.]

Perhaps if you made rules that weren't there strictly to dissuade me, I'd consider behaving.

[uncurse]

They're not made to dissuade you. [ she jerks her wrist back, out from the curve of his hook. ] They're made so I can put up with you long enough without shooting you instead of the target.

[unhand]

That doesn't sound like safe operating. [Look he's already so good at this.]