[Open, Major Event] Drag My Feet Along the Floor

[geistnet]

Class Log #001, 14 June 2066 (Monday)

School's in, guys! Welcome to the class log for Balamb, Netsach's premier hunting academy situated in the Falner Estate's North District. All the information you need concerning the school, it's programs and available courses, class schedules, list of faculty, and uniforms can be accessed from the navigation to your right.

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[bladeweaver]

[He could have assisted you with your training, but he decides not to. You strike him as the kind of fighter who learns better with her body. So she leaves you to your devices (he is pleased to see, however, that you seemed to have made a good choice; those axes love you) while he attends to the business of teaching.

Soon enough, the time comes for the end of the class, and with it, the special activity. He heads for the head of the hall, and claps his hands twice.]

Well then! I think by now you're all either familiar with your weapon, or have re-familiarized yourselves with it. Now for that special assignment.

[As he says this, you see his skin become covered with what seems like an overlay of the human musculature, except that it is somehow all of silvery and black and reddish at the same time, and that it fairly hums with power. His face also becomes covered with a mask: a battle-scarred golden komainu.

He draws one of his swords, and as you watch, it lengthens into a sword almost as long as a preteen child is tall. He holds it horizontally across his chest.]

You have nine and a quarter minutes to try and hit me, whether all at once or one at a time, from the moment I say go. Be warned: I will defend myself to the best of my ability. Any injuries you sustain, I will heal after class. Your performance here has a direct impact on your final grade, so I suggest that you bring your A-game. Got it? Okay... go!

[lyall]

[ The weight of the axes in either hand is comforting in a way she did not expect. She knows though, that she has no finesse where it comes to fighting, so she did her best and do where she could as she practiced for the length of that class.

She took breaks. This is not the Pit. Her life is not on the line and there is a house with warm lights and a place for her waiting back in the West District. Here, all she needs is to do well, to learn, to keep a promise she made to herself that she would honor her King's wishes.

When the others charge at you, she waits. She waits and watches as she had before, when she was brought to the Pit to watch the other fighters.

She will not strike today. You advised them all that they would have a year. She can wait. ]