trans_9 | Biweekly Warfare Training

The turnout ended up being better than expected. Kang stood with his arms crossed over his chest in front of the bar of the tavern, looking over his and Ronon's students; he knew that several of them wouldn't stay, once they realized how brutal this training was going to be. He glanced over at his fellow instructor, and nodded slightly, getting a nod and grin in return.

Sons-of-bitches voice was go.

"Welcome to Warfare Training. For those of you who don't know us, I am Kang, and this"--he pointed at Ronon--"is Ronon Dex. We are going to be your instructors." His wings rustled slightly, and he grinned. "I'm going to tell you right now: this is not going to be easy. You will get hurt. You will be sore in muscles you didn't even know existed. We are going to make you give us everything you have, and more."

He placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. "You will be learning hand-to-hand, various melee weapons with an emphasis on swords and knives, firearms, and for those interested, I will be giving private lessons with the axe. You will also be learning strategy and tactics, and will be facing off against many different types of nonhuman foes. Our goal is to make sure you have a chance of surviving, no matter what situation you happen to find yourself in."

Pointing to the door, the bozak's expression turned serious again, "If you feel that you can't handle this training at any point, the door is right there. We only want those who are serious about learning, and we won't put up with whining or half-assing. We also won't put up with any sort of discrimination based on age or sex, so be respectful to your fellow classmates, and to your instructors." He meant it, too.

"Classes will be Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays from 1600 to 1800, and mostly optional on Saturdays from 0900 to 1200. We'll let you know which Saturdays are required at least a day ahead. Questions?"

[Things to be covered!

Basics of hand-to-hand, proper knife and sword handling, and for those interested in axe, message me and we'll work out the private lessons. :3]

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Kang nodded, frowning, "Ran into it once, pulling pranks down in Engineering. Its name is Renne, I think. If it's here for the training... I'm not sure how we're going to go about it with this one." Renne didn't smell male or female, and he didn't want to assign the incorrect sex to the creature.

"..." Ronon wasn't so sure what to do himself. "If he's here for training... we might as well see what he can do, right? He must be capable enough if he's here on the ship. What do you think?" There was no telling what Renne was capable of. Sure, being blind might be a disadvantage to some, but Ronon was once beaten up in a sparring match against a blindfolded Teyla. He didn't want to underestimate anyone or anything.

Oh. Ah-ha, right, the little whoopee-cushion prank. The little beastie's dark face blushes just a wee bit at the memory although a very slightly impish grin crosses that same blushing face.
Upon hearing the two, and thus his name, the beastie squares off and carefully crawls toward the two.

"Eee. Is Rrrr-enne too la-te?" Chirp. The big ears come perking up. And yes, he's actually got his plushie tucked under an arm.

"Wouldn't hurt," Kang said after a moment, eyeing the creature. Really, he was a bit reluctant to teach Renne; it was blind, and the size difference... a human child could pick it up. He had to be fair, though, and for all he knew, maybe Renne did have fighting potential.

Ronon considered what they could possibly get themselves into for a moment then stared at Renne, studying it.

"Have you ever fought before?" Either way, Renne was going to train with the rest of them, but it would be reassuring to both instructors if the answer was 'yes.'

"Eey-ess, Rrrr-enne figh-t." The Renne's reply is rather concise, even somewhat detached.

His voice may not betray, but the creature's face does -- the question evokes many memories of various fights. Some had been on some nation's battlefield in all-out war. Some had been unprovoked attacks and some had been sheer survival, to prove oneself as anything but prey.

Kang glanced at Ronon, unsure of what to think of that response, before looking down at Renne again. "Against beings larger than you?" He had to make sure. It could get seriously hurt going against someone as large as them if the only experience it had was with creatures around its own size.

"Eee, so-me be big." Chitter.

He won't lie; most of what he's handled has thus far been about Human-sized. Roughly. There are a few exceptions but those exceptions...don't entirely count in what he desires to learn.

He glanced back at Kang then at Renne.

"Well, that's good enough for me. Is there anything we should be mindful of? If not, you're free to join."

Biweekly Warfare Training - Block One

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