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thenearshore2018-03-15 08:05 pm
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"Hard-core" Training. [Open-to-all.]
Who: (Future) Trunks and whoever is interested! Open to all.
When: October 22nd.
Where: Open Grounds (and Sky) near Caireen's Temple.
What: An open area and invitation for some harder-training than is usually done during the intro-events.
Bishamon was always kind enough every month to open part of her temple and its grounds for new shinki and gods, and Trunks was grateful for that. But he was also pretty sure he, and a few others he could think of, would appreciate a training session or two that wasn't geared towards most of the new arrivals. (Not that there was anything wrong with new arrivals, or those who weren't as skilled as others. They all had to learn.) Fortunately, he also had an understanding Goddess, who had decent space around her temple-grounds, and who knew he'd take care of clean-up and everything else.
Especially since some of the platforms and structure's they'd used from the game of hide-and-seek were still placed around. Celestia'd been kind enough to help Trunks with forming clouds into various loops and shapes to provide some obstacles there too. Clearly marking the space closest to Caireen's temple as off-limits, just in case as well.
It still left them lots of open ground on the edge of the forest, the beach-area, and the sky. Perfect, as far as he was concerned. Word-of-mouth, mostly making sure to stop by and visit friends he knew would be interested (like Snow and Goten) the date he was planning this, and then just setting things up.
He didn't have animated straw-dummies, but then--most of the people he was expecting were far beyond straw-dummy level.]
When: October 22nd.
Where: Open Grounds (and Sky) near Caireen's Temple.
What: An open area and invitation for some harder-training than is usually done during the intro-events.
Bishamon was always kind enough every month to open part of her temple and its grounds for new shinki and gods, and Trunks was grateful for that. But he was also pretty sure he, and a few others he could think of, would appreciate a training session or two that wasn't geared towards most of the new arrivals. (Not that there was anything wrong with new arrivals, or those who weren't as skilled as others. They all had to learn.) Fortunately, he also had an understanding Goddess, who had decent space around her temple-grounds, and who knew he'd take care of clean-up and everything else.
Especially since some of the platforms and structure's they'd used from the game of hide-and-seek were still placed around. Celestia'd been kind enough to help Trunks with forming clouds into various loops and shapes to provide some obstacles there too. Clearly marking the space closest to Caireen's temple as off-limits, just in case as well.
It still left them lots of open ground on the edge of the forest, the beach-area, and the sky. Perfect, as far as he was concerned. Word-of-mouth, mostly making sure to stop by and visit friends he knew would be interested (like Snow and Goten) the date he was planning this, and then just setting things up.
He didn't have animated straw-dummies, but then--most of the people he was expecting were far beyond straw-dummy level.]
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Maybe.
[ Was that fair? No, but he had more of an advantage over her. She'll take what she can get. ]
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Automatically pivoting while in that crouch, guard up again. That smile is back, definitely amusement and enjoyment of the challenge.]
I could go get them, if you'd rather.
[Okay, the edges of that smile were just a bit more raised, almost a smirk. So far--she wasn't much of a challenge the way Piccolo or Goten was. But he admired her spirit and she had potential.]
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Chinatsu takes her time getting up, dusting off her pants before turning back to him and getting back into her stance. ]
You're more fun to kick. [ She can't help the smirk that forms as she says that. Once again she charges at him, this time throwing multiple punches, one after the other. ]
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[Her punches aren't bad--she's quick to draw her arm back into guard, and isn't telegraphing the movement too much from her shoulders. That charging though--they might have to do something about that headstrong tendency.
Instead of dodging, this time Trunks just blocks her punches. Deflecting lightly with his forearms, guard up and letting her nowhere near his own.]
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Chinatsu puts her focus on her punches--which she's not sure is actually doing anything. It was like punching a wall. A moving wall. A moving wall throwing shade at her.
Fine, he wants a kick? After throwing another punch, she twists to swing her leg at him, aiming for his side. ]
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If she thought punching at him with his blocks was like a wall, she wasn't going to like the next move either. There is more power behind her kick, Trunks shifting and moving to let himself take the hit. But curling his arm under her leg as he does, trapping it so she can't withdraw.]
Good kick though. Glad I'm more fun as a partner. Got a name?
[She's not getting that leg back until she answers him.]
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This only made her not want to say her name even more. Stubbornly, she tries to take a swing at his head. ]
short tag is short, sorry...
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Then there was foolish--which was not conducive to actually learning. Which being off balance and swinging wild punches, she was demonstrating rather well. There's an eyeroll, and Trunks doesn't even bother blocking that swing.
Just ducking it, shifting as he does to push her more off balance. Ordinarily it'd topple her--instead her wrist is grabbed, pulled as he moves with the duck. Pulling her up and over his shoulders with her legs on one side, and her arm on the other.]
Okay...I get it. I'm sorry if that was too far.
[His tone is genuine, even though from here she might be able to see his face, if she turned her own head.]
You have skill and potential, and I'm glad you came, but it's also kind of rude that I can't really thank you properly, y'know?
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Now this was embarrassing, and the color spreading on her face showed that quite well. ]
P-put me down..!
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[Because this was a necessary break. Even if he didn't want her actually upset either because of this, than behaving recklessly during a spar.
Oh, and he still had NO IDEA WHAT TO CALL HER.]
Seriously, I don't even know your name yet.
[Said with an exasperated huff.]
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There's a pause, just to be sure, before he shifts. Helping her slide down from the hold, against his back, before Trunks is turning to face her. Arms crossed, look expectant.]
Seriously, I'm not your enemy.
[There's another sigh, and a hint of petulance.]
I wasn't trying to make you angry either, so I'm sorry.
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You're my opponent..isn't that the same thing?
[ Not that she felt like she was much of one for him. ]
And don't apologize for beating me. That doesn't make me feel better at all.. [ She grumbles under her breath as she straightens out her clothes. ]
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Not really. An opponent doesn't necessarily mean the same thing. And in sparring or training like this, it's definitely not the same. If I was your enemy, I'd be trying to take you down however I could, because you'd be a threat. You'd be a danger, to be eliminated, before you cause harm.
[Absolutely serious, and all smile and teasing is gone. Trunks has no memories, but even without them he is sure of what he is saying. He's pretty sure, in his old life, he's had to kill to protect others, and he'll do it again if he has to.]
An opponent, is, in this case--more like your partner, or team mate. We learn from each other, by training against each other.
[There is another huff too, and that petulance again.]
And I'm not apologizing for beating you, I'm apologizing for making you angry. Until you got angry, you were actually doing pretty well.
[It is not quite a stubborn glare, but his expression is close.]
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....You're weird, you know that?
[ Though she doesn't mean it in an offensive way. You'd have to be one heck of a nice guy to feel the need to apologize for something like that. ]
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Says the girl who just shows up to train, finds a random partner, and doesn't even introduce herself.
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[ There's no venom in her tone though, and she's smiling as well. ]
Hiyama Chinatsu.
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[Yep, that half-smile is back.]
Nice to meet you Chinatsu. Thank you for your interest, too. You're an interesting partner.
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[ She does plan on improving after all. ]
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Works for me. Now, do you realize how much you're telegraphing your punches? It makes your movement easier to read.
[On to business, which means offering more encouragement and feedback if she wants. Because they WILL be sparring again.]
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How the hell do you subtly punch someone?
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I didn't say 'subtly' now did I? There's very little that's subtle about a punch. But you can minimize some of your tells of what you're going to do. You're also very good about bringing your arm back to your guard quickly.
[Moving back over and closer, he'll take a stance, and proceed to explain and demonstrate what he's talking about. Having her watch or mimic him--as it's mostly about practice, but also it's in the shoulders. It's more in 'how' one moves. Some of it is speed yes--but she knew he was faster and that wasn't what he was focusing on.]