http://sanguineroyal.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sanguineroyal.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-07-01 09:49 pm

Katana Training [Closed]

Nanashi had found an abandoned house in the depths of the city. It had taken a little while to find just the right kind of floor plan. The first room was a normal entrance hall of a house, with a flight of stairs leading up to a loft. The loft was closed off, with doors leading to several different bedrooms. There were three doors on the first floor. The doors to the left and right lead to a kitchen and dining room, and a bathroom respectively. The third door was directly opposite the entrance, and led to what was once some sort of family room, but the only evidence of that now is a left over fireplace and mantle.

All of the other furniture in the room had been dragged out to the neighboring alleyway, though she was considering bringing back in the couches and leaving them in the entrance hall, along with perhaps a table and some chairs. But for now the entrance room remained empty as it had been when she found it. She was busy in the family room, glaring at the hardwood floor. Sure, she had learned swordplay on stone, but her body was far more resilient than a normal human’s body. As she understood, humans usually either trained on grass and dirt, or on some sort of mat that had some give to it. Hardwood floors did not fulfill that requirement.

Well, they could make due this first day. With any luck she would be able to borrow mats for tomorrow. Maybe she could incorporate their pick-up into the children’s training. She remembered her old teacher making her do ridiculous meaningless tasks until she learned discipline. With any luck, Ed and Katara, since she knows that they already have been training, would not need to learn that lesson, and they would be able to move on quickly.

Well, with no mats, and her sword and cleaning materials already out, all she had to do now was to wait for Katara who would be in trouble if she did not arrive early as she had promised. A mysterious long box wrapped in blue cloth and tied with a ribbon of a lighter shade sat on the mantle of the fireplace in the room.

[identity profile] fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com 2010-07-11 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Deciding that he would follow through, Ed did indeed kick, but his arm shot back immediately, preparing to hand-flip in case she did decide to take out his leg in the ensuring attack sequence. Normally this would be followed by a blow from his metal arm, but it wasn't available at the moment.

[identity profile] fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com 2010-07-11 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Ed saw the kick and swore mentally. Damnit, he needed his other arm for this!

Shooting out his arm to intercept it, he used the momentum of the kick to propel himself backwards and he skidded in a half-crouch, his arm dragging along like a pair of claws.

Barely coming to a stop, he charged in again, leaping and swinging his flesh and blood leg at her shoulder.

[identity profile] fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com 2010-07-11 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ed took the impacts and smirked as he used the last as leverage to pry his leg out, sweeping his metal leg to impact on her shin. The impacts were hard, but definitely not as hard as teacher was.

"That all you got sensei? That was a love tap!" exclaimed Ed with a grin.

[identity profile] fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com 2010-07-11 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
WHAM. She hit like a truck that was for sure and he flew backwards, barely righting himself. To his credit, he didn't cough but he grinned. "Pretty good. NOW you're hitting like teacher! C'MON!"

And he lunged again, performing a literal triple axel in the air as he swung his metal leg downwards in a powerful kick.

[identity profile] fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com 2010-07-12 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I remember," said Ed as he impacted and bounced back as he pushed off with his arm. "But that means I'm just showing off!"

And he swung in with his arm, aiming low to the stomach.

[identity profile] fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com 2010-07-12 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Tch. Stupid vampire stuff.

Ed caught the kick and it felt hard to do so. But he smirked. "I'm also a master of pissing people off!"

And he roundhouse kicked out at Nanashi with his metal leg.

[identity profile] short-changed.livejournal.com 2010-07-13 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"If I were a real opponent, I would have transmuted your blood to boil you inside out by now or used a few dozen spikes to turn this place into a pincushion," retorted Ed snarkily as he relented. "As it stands, I'm an invalid."

A slightly cranky invalid but an invalid all the better. "I give. There was no way in hell I could have beaten you right now."

[identity profile] short-changed.livejournal.com 2010-07-13 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"How to get my ass kicked and needing to polish a little more," replied Ed smartly. "But other than that, it's a lot of fun fighting with one arm."

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-07-13 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Grief, but that answer reminded her of Aang at the North Pole whenever he was goofing off at Master Pakku's. She was really glad that Aang had eventually gotten really good at bending despite his lack of seriousness at times. Still, Ed was still spirited and still had a pretty good skill.

"For starters, the whole point of taking these lessons is to fight with our hands: they're the first tools we have even before we have a blade on our hands. You fought in exactly the same way, but using your body and what it could do to show us what happens when our opponent is faster and more familiar with our weaknesses. With both of us, you used our body and our inability to counteract your speed against us. Also, while our fighting styles are pretty different, we lost anyway. Ed and I are both skilled, but with any first student, its important to know when to end the battle and admit defeat."
Edited 2010-07-13 04:21 (UTC)

[identity profile] short-changed.livejournal.com 2010-07-13 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Ed merely raised an eyebrow as he was knocked to his knees but got up immediately. "You know, if you wanted me to be serious, you could just have asked."

"But yes, I'll take it seriously. What, I'm teaching you alchemy so I may as well follow through with this."

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-07-13 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Well that part Katara had noticed, using offense and defense. She hadn't thought she needed to say something that she figured was obvious. Then again, Ed might have missed that, so she would probably have to say exactly what she saw.

Not that what Ed was doing was constructive. "Whatever you're teaching her later isn't important now, Ed. I'm sure you're funny, and we probably don't have to be serious all the time, but this is our first day. It's good to absorb everything we're being taught first."

She wasn't trying to scold Ed OR score brownie points: the joking wasn't important, and the smacking seemed extreme. She was here to learn, not to joke or worry about extreme discipline.

[identity profile] short-changed.livejournal.com 2010-07-15 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey I never do things halfway. You want me to smarten up, fine I will." said Ed. "But when we're on my time, I expect the same discipline. If you'll have it at least."

It was meeting her halfway. Ed was never good with authority.

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2010-07-16 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Katara had to fight to not roll her eyes. Seriously, she really liked the sparring, but was definitely not into the sniping between teacher and student. It was far too immature for someone wanting to learn to have to tolerate. She sighed, her thumb and pointer finger pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Is there anything else we have to learn today, teacher?" Katara asked, trying her best not to look annoyed. "If not, when will we meet again?"

[identity profile] short-changed.livejournal.com 2010-07-16 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll help where I can. You know, without an arm and all." said Ed with a shrug.