"Ah...Ahh...", he stammered, taken aback but quickly try to rectify this by lowering his voice some, and puffing his chest out, "Ahm greatful, Lady Knight, ahn Ahm honored to use such ah beautiful, well-made blade!"
A brief smile flickered across the Roegadyn's face, wholly softening her expression while she regarded the appreciative man. Jasper's voice dissipated the gentleness in the next moment, however, returning her more stern demeanor.
"It's quite alright, we won't be doing weapon training till later - And we give you the weapons for that. It's to regulate damage caused to our personal, ah..." The word was the only thing that came to mind at the time, "To our, uh, punchbag. My apologies for calling you something as dire as that, Kohrae."
Siobhain did not allow herself to reflect any exasperation or disapproval for this choice, only inhaling deeply through her nostrils and swallowing any resulting sigh she might have been feeling. Training was serious business, and the cheery fellow simply did not match what she was accustomed to. The idea of using 'regulated weapons' likely wooden training implements was beyond her-- something she had never been given the option of and bore the scars to prove it. All the same, his program, his rules.
Looking back over the others, she addressed Farridor again, briskly. "Keep the sword. I'll make another if and when the occasion calls for it."
"If you'll step this way, we'll get you registered before the first class." He smiled warmly before stepping into the make-shift dojo of sorts.
Without waiting to see if her new 'acquaintance' would accept her offer, much less walk with her towards the indicated building, she began at her lengthy stride again. Another shy lad gave his name, 'Paradyme', and she bobbed her head in greeting, purely out of force of habit.
Kohrae, Jasper, Farridor, Paradyme, she mentally noted. There was a skittering little body covered in robes and an obscuring hat that reached the clipboard before her. 'Risu'. She signed in with a symbol rather than a name at first, of a small flame within a diamond. After a moment, she scrawled two illegible words, even by her standards, and followed the others in to the training room.
"Please, take a seat. We'll begin shortly." Oh. Right. Sitting. She approached a seat not too close to the other occupants of the room and gave it a passing inspection before she took it awkwardly. She was used to standing-- this was already proving to be a new experience.
A brief smile flickered across the Roegadyn's face, wholly softening her expression while she regarded the appreciative man. Jasper's voice dissipated the gentleness in the next moment, however, returning her more stern demeanor.
"It's quite alright, we won't be doing weapon training till later - And we give you the weapons for that. It's to regulate damage caused to our personal, ah..." The word was the only thing that came to mind at the time, "To our, uh, punchbag. My apologies for calling you something as dire as that, Kohrae."
Siobhain did not allow herself to reflect any exasperation or disapproval for this choice, only inhaling deeply through her nostrils and swallowing any resulting sigh she might have been feeling. Training was serious business, and the cheery fellow simply did not match what she was accustomed to. The idea of using 'regulated weapons' likely wooden training implements was beyond her-- something she had never been given the option of and bore the scars to prove it. All the same, his program, his rules.
Looking back over the others, she addressed Farridor again, briskly. "Keep the sword. I'll make another if and when the occasion calls for it."
"If you'll step this way, we'll get you registered before the first class." He smiled warmly before stepping into the make-shift dojo of sorts.
Without waiting to see if her new 'acquaintance' would accept her offer, much less walk with her towards the indicated building, she began at her lengthy stride again. Another shy lad gave his name, 'Paradyme', and she bobbed her head in greeting, purely out of force of habit.
Kohrae, Jasper, Farridor, Paradyme, she mentally noted. There was a skittering little body covered in robes and an obscuring hat that reached the clipboard before her. 'Risu'. She signed in with a symbol rather than a name at first, of a small flame within a diamond. After a moment, she scrawled two illegible words, even by her standards, and followed the others in to the training room.
"Please, take a seat. We'll begin shortly." Oh. Right. Sitting. She approached a seat not too close to the other occupants of the room and gave it a passing inspection before she took it awkwardly. She was used to standing-- this was already proving to be a new experience.
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