Duster (
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melodiesoflife2016-06-16 08:05 am
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Lessons in fighting
Who: Duster, Open
What: Duster is giving out hand-to-hand combat training
Where: Aqures Ixen, Hero Training Facility
When: June 16
Warnings: None for now
[Duster wakes up surprisingly early this morning. The recent battles he went on and the news yesterday about the murders must have messed up his sleep cycle, and now he's waking up in the morning like a normal person. Huh. He finds that his shoulders are too tense and his mind unfocused to go out and earn money through battles, so today has to be a resting day. For a moment, he thinks of practicing the double bass all day, but a letter he forgot to clean off of his desk grabs his attention.
Ah. That's right. He promised Chrom to teach some lessons at the training center. Now that's something he can focus on instead.
Anyone arriving at the training center will find a handwritten sign by the entrance, words written neatly and spaced out like a poem:]
Self Defense Classes
Learn martial arts from Duster
Taught here all day today.
[There's an extra syllable at the end, but no one on the Nowhere Islands can write a proper haiku.
Duster can be found in one corner of the grounds, kicking a leather dummy. Each of his strikes hits the target in a regular, focused fashion, as if Duster is making sure he keeps a steady beat.]
What: Duster is giving out hand-to-hand combat training
Where: Aqures Ixen, Hero Training Facility
When: June 16
Warnings: None for now
[Duster wakes up surprisingly early this morning. The recent battles he went on and the news yesterday about the murders must have messed up his sleep cycle, and now he's waking up in the morning like a normal person. Huh. He finds that his shoulders are too tense and his mind unfocused to go out and earn money through battles, so today has to be a resting day. For a moment, he thinks of practicing the double bass all day, but a letter he forgot to clean off of his desk grabs his attention.
Ah. That's right. He promised Chrom to teach some lessons at the training center. Now that's something he can focus on instead.
Anyone arriving at the training center will find a handwritten sign by the entrance, words written neatly and spaced out like a poem:]
Learn martial arts from Duster
Taught here all day today.
[There's an extra syllable at the end, but no one on the Nowhere Islands can write a proper haiku.
Duster can be found in one corner of the grounds, kicking a leather dummy. Each of his strikes hits the target in a regular, focused fashion, as if Duster is making sure he keeps a steady beat.]