melodiesoflife

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Characters: Flynn Scifo, anyone else
Where: Aqures Ixen, training hall
When: January 28th
Summary: Nothing much. Just hanging.
Warnings: None.

[Flynn was in deep thought after the events of the meeting. There was a sense of urgency, and after being here for a while, it really felt like it wouldn't last forever. Strength, was it the answer? The bonds between people? Using the systems of this land to change everything up? There were too many variables and Flynn still felt like he knew next to nothing of how to go about dealing with all of this. But at least from all of this, he felt like he knew himself a little better. It was better than nothing. And if nothing else, he was glad he could spend the last days among his friends as Flynn Scifo, not a Commandant.]

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( sayaka made her way to the training hall, thinking that getting some time in with her sword would probably be to her advantage... ever since coming out of crystal stasis. although her mental state was leagues better than it had been, she felt stiff and rusty and she turned the corner, rubbing at her shoulder with the opposite hand )

Oh. Sorry, I didn't know anyone else was in here.

There's no need to apologize.

[He lowers his practice sword.]

This is a place for anybody who needs it, after all.

Heheh. ( it's a nervous laugh. one that has her hand moving up to the back of her head as she sounds it. )

Say, you look like you know how to use that pretty well. What do you say to a little match? ( there's another practice sword not far off, which she reaches for, and inspects... ) Don't think I've ever had the chance to use one of these before, actually.

I don't mind.

[But as far as Flynn could tell, he shouldn't underestimate any of his opponents, whether sparring or not. There was no telling what kind of world she was from or what she had endured or what she had to do to survive.]

Just go easy on me, all right?

( no telling indeed... and the smile she wore now, didn't even so much as offer a hint towards any of that. )

No promises, and... I hope you'll give me the same courtesy, heh! Yah! ( weapon first, sayaka lunged forward, eager to get her feet wet again. )

[Taken a bit by surprise, Flynn managed to deflect her blade but the rebound made him loosen his grip for a split second. The Job System in this land was so odd, but he supposed it was no different than being able to use a blastia in Terca Lumireis.]

Tch!

[Strengthening his grip and stance, Flynn conducting a few thrusts here and there, hoping that maybe her inexperience would outweigh her Job Class.]

[On the opposite end of the room, Duster is doing his own training. If there was a big fight coming up, he had to make sure he was in his best - if not better - shape. Said training involved more kicks and punches, though he did throw in a bamboo spear for a few minutes.

He mutes the sound of Flynn doing his own thing while he works, and only when he takes a break does he acknowledge the other man by walking over with a mug of water and leaning against the wall. He watches his form for a while before Flynn notices hims.]

Oh, sorry. I'm just watching. You're pretty good with the sword.

Oh, thank you.

[It wasn't something new being a spectacle, but given that the end of the world was approaching, he supposed training was something considered strange.]

I haven't seen many with the spear. Have you experience before coming to this world?

Not with fighting with weapons. [His pocketed hand rubs the inside of the pocket, which is quickly removed.] I've only seen spears and swords in storybooks anyway. I doubt anyone from my world knows how to fight with one.

Oh. It must be a nice, peaceful world without need for weaponry.

[Flynn smiled at Duster at the thought.]

Did you come here to train? Or was there another purpose?

Not really. [He shakes his head.] It was more that the people who built my village didn't want anything dangerous from the old world, so we had to get creative. He walks up to the training dummy, knocking on it a few times to test its give.] The invaders brought guns, anyway.

...

I'm not entirely sure what I'm supposed to say in this sort of situation.

[Flynn shrugs. It's not that he's unsympathetic, he just honestly run out of ways to show concern anymore.]

Well, I can't recommend bringing a knife to a gun fight, but perhaps we can work together to see how to counter such things for when you finally return home.

Oh, no, we already dealt with them. We were able to wake the Dark Dragon up, and he rebuilt my world into something new. After destroying it and scaring the wits out of everyone.

[...A lot happened when Duster was away from home.]

But I guess we would have had trouble without psychic powers.

Huh.

Psychic powers, huh? Sounds like there's a story there.

I'm not sure. My friends were born with them, but their powers were awakened, somehow. Most of Lucas' powers were about healing and protecting us, while Kumatora was more aggressive. It might have to deal with their personalities.

[Yeah.]

Anyway, Lucas had a special power that allowed him to wake the Dark Dragon, and I was there to keep him safe. You know, fighting and lowering enemies' defenses.

[Because when your party members can deal more damage, Duster's role in boss fights is to debuff, debuff, debuff, attack a bit.]

That's a praiseworthy skill. You may not land the killing blow, but without your support, victory is simply a fantasy.

... [A lopsided grin grows on his face. Hearing direct praise still is a new thing for him to get used to.]

I don't think much of it. All you need is the right tool and a bit of practice.

Indeed, but without the right tool or practice, it's all for naught.

You do deserve recognition for your role, for you did not sit back and claim a future for which you did not work for.

That's...an interesting way of putting it.

[He looks genuinely surprised at the thought. Normally Duster would struggle to find worth in his actions, unless it had to do with music. Lucas was the one with the ability to save the world. Kumatora was the most powerful human psychic in the world. Duster was...there, being helpful.]

Not as much "interesting" as perhaps the "way things should be".

Taking things for granted does nobody any favors.

[Duster doesn't answer for a minute, instead focused on the dummy and his answer. Objectively speaking, Duster is much more skilled than the average person. He's able to fight monsters and survive in the wilderness. He's a master of traveling up vertical walls. But how was he supposed to know that if no one ever fold him.]

...Has anyone ever taken you for granted?

...

[have some forced laughter]

That's of no consequence. What must be done must be done.

...Right.

[He looks away, slightly embarrassed from having asked such a prying question.]

I was thinking of training together. Both of us, on this dummy. It'll be like fighting Garland.

It's true, teamwork is something integral to a good fight. It matters not how strong we are, if we don't know how to work together, things may fall apart at the most crucial moment.

[Flynn was impressed by his new companion's astuteness.]

What would you say are you strengths in combat, aside from support?

Hand-to-hand stuff, or to be truthful, I fight mainly with kicks. I'm pretty quick, and I stopped a couple of guys trying to ambush us.

Kicks can truly be devastating in place of losing your footing, which means in order to be successful you must also plan ahead and make careful calculations on the fly in order to succeed.

[Flynn is impressed.]

Sounds to me you more than pull your weight.

...My dad said that to survive, I needed to overcome my biggest weaknesses or else the enemy would exploit that. [Said the man who walked with a permanent limp.] I kind of had to, growing up.

Looks like you're here to blow off some steam.

[ Never mind that the end of the world is approaching and Yuri looked as carefree as ever with Repede trailing behind him. He waves his hand at his best friend for a moment before approaching him. ]

Mind if I join you?

You don't even have to ask.

[~~Not that Yuri usually did.~~]

You want to use the practice sword or your real one?

Probably not but I figured I'd try.

[ He chuckled. He never did actually. It was one of those times he thought about it but the question came out more like a statement than a question. ]

You want it to be a spar or you need to blow off some steam?

Either way works for me, but when did we ever hold back against one another?

It's been a while since we've had a serious duel. What say we see if you can start a winning streak?

Who knows? Maybe you've gone soft on me.

[ Yuri shrugged dismissively as he grinned at Flynn. Why not engage him more right? ]

I'll tell ya I've improved way more than you think. I'll make sure this one's a keeper.

[ For that he tosses the sheath of his sword to the side and hangs the weapon over his shoulder. ]

Bring it.

[Without further ado, Flynn darted forth with a quick lunge - he knew Yuri wouldn't succumb to such a basic opening move, but once he moved, Flynn would plan his next course of action.]

[ Yuri's sheathed weapon comes straight up to parry Flynn's assault following a huge push to parry the other swordsman. He was so very used to Flynn jumping at him. He wasn't going to back down obviously. ]

[Of course Yuri would parry it. That wasn't much of a surprise, considering Flynn's opening attack was like waving around a gigantic flag. But at least it got things started. He attempted to use the force of the clash between his blade and his opponent's scabbard to keep contact, and attempt to use the friction to force the scabbard out of Yuri's hand and off to the side. Not that it would do much good if it succeeded, considering Yuri usually kept the string of the scabbard attached to his person. But one less obstacle was just what he may need, as Flynn raised his shield simultaneously to give Yuri a blind spot before Flynn attempted a quick sweep with his foot to hopefully catch him off-balance.]

[ Yuri smugly grinned at Flynn when he parried the blade with his sheath. He was right, Yuri always had that thing tied to his wrist so using it as a catalyst wasn't too bad. Eventually the scabbard was forced off of him enough so the blade was drawn but the scabbard was discarded quickly since Yuri wasn't planning on keeping it sheathed for long anyway.

For the sweeping, Yuri used the shield as a wall to flip off of backwards and away from the swipe at his feet. When he landed back he jumped straight at Flynn with quick vertical slash. ]

[There was a resounding clash as the blade hit Flynn's breastplate, and Flynn went with it to put some distance between him and Yuri before firming his footing and rebounding at an angle to thrust his blade toward his hand. A flesh wound would at least incapacitate him, and would easily be healed. With an injured hand you couldn't wield a blade, after all.]

[ That's dirty, Flynn.

Of course Yuri isn't going to let him incapacitate him so early in the fight. Yuri flipped back before the blade could connect with his hand because he honestly didn't need that. He skidded back a few feet now giving the two of them even more distance. ]

You sure like to play dirty.

It's not so much a matter of "liking" than it is that I need to find a way to turn everything you know about my fighting style on its head.

[Yuri knew him too well. In order to surprise him, Flynn had to pull off some unconventional moves.]

You've improved as well.

Clever guy aren't you?

[ Yuri laughed. ]

It makes sense why trying to beat you is always a pain in the ass!

[ Yuri didn't wait for Flynn to do anything else, he's already lunging at his friend full force and preparing to feint Flynn. ]

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oh yuri, please be gentle! kyaaaaa~

gentle! my no means will be gentle o fair flynn~

ungnaa at least turn down the lights, and let me gaze upon your tender flesh in the candlelight!

no but I want to gaze at you with the lights on and touch that pale flesh of yours <3

eeek no it's so embarrassing omg senpai! you enjoy making me red with embarrassment!

ofc . i want to dominate you oh so slowly ~

/tugs on hair erotically

//shoves back roughly and erotically I guess? don't count on me for these .

//nibbles on earlobe erotically

//moans ~

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