[Despite her years of training, Rukia is no prodigy when it comes to swordplay. It's something she had to really work at, and she was fortunate to have a teacher willing to set aside time dedicated solely to her training. That kindness and patience went far, giving her every reason to strive for more than mere competency.]
[She may not be strong, but she's fast and agile, and could hold her own against a true foe in the field of battle. But for now, she's content to practice against an opponent who can think and plan and strategize, rather than attacking out of blind rage and instinct.]
[A misstep causes her to flinch, her shoulder stung by the bite of his blade. The cut isn't deep, and she knows she can keep going.]
How...did you learn...?
[She asks between labored breaths, curious to know if he was self-taught or if he'd had a mentor like she had.]
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[She may not be strong, but she's fast and agile, and could hold her own against a true foe in the field of battle. But for now, she's content to practice against an opponent who can think and plan and strategize, rather than attacking out of blind rage and instinct.]
[A misstep causes her to flinch, her shoulder stung by the bite of his blade. The cut isn't deep, and she knows she can keep going.]
How...did you learn...?
[She asks between labored breaths, curious to know if he was self-taught or if he'd had a mentor like she had.]