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thebastion2014-02-04 12:30 pm
fuckthemancers) wrote in thebastion2014-02-04 12:30 pm
Day 155
Who: Zulf and you
Open: Open
When: Day 155
Where: The training hall
What: Zulf tries to remember an old street thief skill from his childhood, along with some weapon practice.
Format: Any
Warnings: Nothing comes to mind
As he had said plenty of times before, Zulf is not a fighter. Certainly he knows enough survival skills to last out on the Skyway for some time- he's managed before after all. However, that's more in evading and hiding. When it comes to actual weaponry... Well, he's not exactly combat ready. He can avoid shooting or cutting himself and that's it. That won't do much good if he plans to keep on going out onto the Skyway like this- with Colin's Observatory expedition and his plans with Zayna.
If you pass by the training hall today, depending on the time of day, you'll find Zulf training on one of tw things. For the occasion, he's dressed down with just a simple button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a plain lavender skirt.
In the morning, he seems to be doing what looks like evasion practice. There seems to be something he's aiming for although it's hard to tell what. The movements are sharp and almost jerky before Zulf takes a step back with a frown and a shake of his head. This goes on for a couple of hours... But if your character is nearby, they might hear a triumphant shout. In the training hall, there might for some reason be some faint gray... dust? Hanging in the air.
Come afternoon, and it's weapons training. Or, rather, Zulf has both a Fanged Repeater and a War Machete and he's doing a lot of awkward staring at both. It's the look of a man who isn't entirely comfortable with guns or large sharp blades. Still, he'll at least... give the Fanged Repeater a shot. Anyone watching him while he's doing target practice can probably tell right away that he's very slow to get his aim just right. The machete?
...Despite a certain kid's compliments, Zulf just keeps staring at it. No seriously how.
Open: Open
When: Day 155
Where: The training hall
What: Zulf tries to remember an old street thief skill from his childhood, along with some weapon practice.
Format: Any
Warnings: Nothing comes to mind
As he had said plenty of times before, Zulf is not a fighter. Certainly he knows enough survival skills to last out on the Skyway for some time- he's managed before after all. However, that's more in evading and hiding. When it comes to actual weaponry... Well, he's not exactly combat ready. He can avoid shooting or cutting himself and that's it. That won't do much good if he plans to keep on going out onto the Skyway like this- with Colin's Observatory expedition and his plans with Zayna.
If you pass by the training hall today, depending on the time of day, you'll find Zulf training on one of tw things. For the occasion, he's dressed down with just a simple button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a plain lavender skirt.
In the morning, he seems to be doing what looks like evasion practice. There seems to be something he's aiming for although it's hard to tell what. The movements are sharp and almost jerky before Zulf takes a step back with a frown and a shake of his head. This goes on for a couple of hours... But if your character is nearby, they might hear a triumphant shout. In the training hall, there might for some reason be some faint gray... dust? Hanging in the air.
Come afternoon, and it's weapons training. Or, rather, Zulf has both a Fanged Repeater and a War Machete and he's doing a lot of awkward staring at both. It's the look of a man who isn't entirely comfortable with guns or large sharp blades. Still, he'll at least... give the Fanged Repeater a shot. Anyone watching him while he's doing target practice can probably tell right away that he's very slow to get his aim just right. The machete?
...Despite a certain kid's compliments, Zulf just keeps staring at it. No seriously how.
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The way there is difficult, but we know where we're going so it hopefully won't be a long journey at all. We'll be prepared. [His own hand goes to squeeze Raile's shoulder in return.]
Listen... When we make it there and all goes well, I'll try and send a messenger back to let you all know that I'm alright. With the journey itself on both ends... It shouldn't take much more than a week.
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[Micia help anything out on that Skyway that might get the stupid idea of trying to hurt or keep Zulf from getting where he needed to go. If they wanted a faster route to the Lorn Mother's arms...well then they'd find it on the end of his hammer. Speaking of...]
Though now that I'm thinkin' of it...I do got somethin' for you. I ain't done yet, but I'd like y't'see how it's comin' along.
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[And he knows that if anything goes wrong, Raile will come for him without even a question. It's a more reassuring thought than he figured it would be.]
[At the mention of something for him, however, Zulf's eyebrows raise.]
For me? Well- alright then.
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Like I said...ain't done yet, but I'm makin' a chest plate y'can wear under yer shirt. I wasn't doin' much with my old hammer head, so I decided t'pass on t'luck it's given me t' you.
[And if Zulf looked closely, he'd see the faint etchings of a gear half pounded into the metal near where his heart would be. He'd understand what that meant.]
It ain't much...but it'll keep y'safe.
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[Oh.]
[For a short minute, he can't say anything. His throat is a little closed up, and Zulf has to clear it.]
It's... Thank you. Preemptively, thank you very much.
[Yeah. He understands what that gear there means quite well.]
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[He said as he held the sheet of metal out to Zulf; he'd come to figure out that what he considered light wasn't always as light as he thought, so it was best to get an answer from the person who'd be wearing it.]
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[He snaps out of it, reaching out to take it from Raile. The weight of it helps bring him back to earth a bit. He shifts it a bit in his hands, thinking.]
It might be a bit heavy, especially since I'm not used to armor... I'm not sure how heavy would work with yuzal either..
[That sure is an Ura word.]
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[That sure was a word Raile'd never heard before. Come on Zulf, he never finished school, go easy on the poor boy.]
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Ura technique. I don't think there's a direct translation into Caelondian, but... When you fought warriors, you noticed they could seem to just suddenly appear in front of you, right?
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[Yeah, he'd seen that happen quite a bit...so that's what it was called. He had no idea /how/ it worked...but Zulf was right; if it involved quick footwork, then he'd need to make it a whole lot lighter.]
I can cut a few pounds off it...probably shorten it to fit just 'round yer chest; that should let y'move fast enough.
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Thank you, again. Until I'm a bit more skilled in self defense, I'm really just relying on not getting hit in the first place.
[It's how he's survived to begin with.]
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[Unlike him and his bulky attire. He'd never been particularly good at dodging, so he'd simply adapted and took advantage of his already sturdy frame by adding more armor to it. So far, it had worked out just fine...or about as fine as he could have hoped for.]
I'll make sure it don't bog y'down, be sure of that.
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[There's no one he trusts more, as a matter of fact.]