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[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

Javert seemed to be organizing things in a section of the Sensoriums. He had been speaking with Chaucer for some time about organizing a work session on period weaponry (Speaking being the most general term for the rather strange state of communications between the two men, who still weren't precisely friends, but were more or less civil, which was about as close to friendly as Javert was capable of being), and was now putting that idea into motion. There were polearms, pistols, longbows, and other forms of less-than-modern weaponry. The tall policeman was sectioning off practice areas, seemingly for each form of combat.

He straightened and surveyed the work done, looking rather smug and almost pleased with himself. There was also a gleam in his eye that he tended to acquire whenever he was about to make someone else's life very, very difficult.

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[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

"Balanced, right." Loren started to pick one up. "Oh wow, that's heavy." She quickly set it down and tried another until she found one that didn't kill her arm muscles. "O.K., I think this one works."

[governorkang]

Kang laughed, "It might feel alright now, but believe me, by the time we're done here, you're going to want your arms removed." He motioned at the frog attached to his belt, then at her, "You're going to need a belt. Today is going to be the very basics, starting with properly drawing your weapon."

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

"Alright, Stacy can I get a belt like-" Before she finished the belt appeared around her waist. "O.K., that's cool." Loren sheathed her sword, or at least started to.

[governorkang]

"Good," Kang nodded, watching her. "The reason I'm starting with this is because if you don't know how to draw your blade, you're not even going to get a chance to use it; your enemy will have already killed you."

In one smooth, practiced motion, he drew his own blade, a wicked-looking flamberge that was larger than anything the average human could hope to wield. "Like this."

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

"Right." How hard could it be? Loren grabbed her sword and pulled it out in a not so smooth but adequate motion.

[governorkang]

"Not bad for a first try," Kang noted, sheathing his sword and redrawing it, so that the tip was pointed directly at her. "Do it again. It needs to be fluid."

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Loren nodded. And though her first instinct was to knock away the sword that was pointing at her, that wasn't any way to make friends and learn new skills. So she sheathed and drew her sword again. Better.

[governorkang]

Better, but still not good enough. Kang made her practice until she was able to draw her sword perfectly, and then he made her practice more, to make sure it was constant, until he told her to stop.

"Your arm holding up?" he grinned, giving her a few moments of rest.

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Loren smiled weakly. "Well, I'm glad my softball coach had us work out nonstop. Yeah, it's basically all right." Even if it was going to be incredibly sore the next day.