Kyrii (
citytraveler) wrote in
hadriel2017-10-13 08:00 pm
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[ Anyone who knows Kyrii by now knows that he isn't much of a talker. He's a listener. Well, he's more of a 'stare-er' actually.
But being trapped in a cave and trying to keep everyone relatively safe, even if it meant being stabbed by tree-creatures to do so... He's realizing that not everyone is very capable in taking care of themselves in a fight.
He might as well do something useful with everyone's time and open up a little. ]
Does everyone here... know how to protect themselves?
[ He's sure he's probably the hundredth person to offer what he's about to.
Oh well. ]
If you don't...
Let me know.
But being trapped in a cave and trying to keep everyone relatively safe, even if it meant being stabbed by tree-creatures to do so... He's realizing that not everyone is very capable in taking care of themselves in a fight.
He might as well do something useful with everyone's time and open up a little. ]
Does everyone here... know how to protect themselves?
[ He's sure he's probably the hundredth person to offer what he's about to.
Oh well. ]
If you don't...
Let me know.

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Er... with this? Shouldn't I use a practice blade instead?
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When you hesitate... it means they'll be able to kill you first.
Do not trust anyone.
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What about allies? People you fight alongside with? If you don't trust even them, you're only spreading yourself thin by focusing on both the enemies in front of you and those who stand behind you.
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[ He shifts, like he wants to turn and leave but stops.]
You're worried about hurting me... Don't. I wouldn't give you that weapon... if I thought you could kill me with it.
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and yeah, she really isn't much of a serious threat with the knife right now.]
Okay, okay, let me try again. I'll take it more seriously, honest.
[she exhales and dashes forward, this time waiting for the last possible second before feinting in a different direction, trying for a slash out at his leg.]
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Rinse-repeat.
He keeps the close calls coming the next few times to frustrate her and push her further. And she gets to the point where he needs to think about which way to move instead of being able to predict her movement. The blade slices through the cloth and slits open the side of his knee. Not horribly deep, but enough for blood to decorate the fine edge of the blade. It doesn't seem to bother him other than a small wince. ]
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That's... [not nearly enough in an actual fight, she knows. a cut like that only just annoy her opponent.] A start? Right? I just have to cut deeper or aim somewhere vital.
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He then nods to her. ] Arteries. Major organs. [ He points to his own body accordingly. ] Hit one and wear them down. Bleed them out.
[ Instead of making her go again, he steps forward. His hand extends. For the blade. ]
Do you need to rest?
[ She learned the offensive before the defensive. But she'll know both at one point or another. ]
Can continue tomorrow...
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[then she returns the knife, placing the handle in his hand. her expression turns contemplative as her eyes linger on the blade.]
... Learning to fight with a knife needs a lot of quick precision, huh? Aiming for vital spots, weak points— I don't normally have to worry about things like that. I can turn into a dragon, you see. Just fly overhead and roast a few enemies in one go with fire, that's how I learned how to do it.