[OPEN LOG] Lessons, anyone?
Characters: Seraph/Kratos Aurion (shining_bind) and OPEN TO ALL
Date/Time: September Fourth and Onward- ANYTIME YOU WANT. THE MAN DOES NOT SLEEP.
Location: The Park
Rating: PG-13 for good measure?
Summary: Seraph spends a lot of time in the park, whether it's practicing his swordsmanship or simply pondering old-man things. He's free for swords lessons, random wisdom, or whatever.
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There were quite a few people that seemed to be asking him for instructions on the use of a sword. His ruby-tinted eyes narrowed the briefest amount as he turned the pages, the expressionless face remaining so as he looked over the responses to his latest entry. There were at least three people who had expressed an interest in learning to fight. What made them believe that he had the skills to teach?
Sure.. he had proven himself to be quite adept. Perhaps his relaxed, authoritative tone carried into his words on the paper. A small 'hmph' of an exhalation escaped him as he closed the journal, setting it and the pen down. This would clearly be interesting- and it gave him something to do other than sit down at the bookstore for hours- days, if the owner would have let him- and endlessly pour over the books there.
But that was neither here nor there. The man grasped the scabbard at his hip with his left hand- he could feel the blue gemstone in his hand tingling, as though ready to jump into action- and in a deft move drew the longsword, holding it up with one hand, before beginning a few basic exercises.
If people approached him- wonderful. If not, he would continue practicing by himself.
(ooc; Got a sword and need some help? Need advice from the elderly? Want to annoy Seraph and see if he ever blinks? Well, come on down! Like the other open logs, each thread will be its own time- just put in the subject when your character pops by! May be a little slow starting, seeing as I have a jujitsu tonight, but I wanted to get it up. <3
Feel free to have your character show up whenever. 4 AM and you need a bedtime story from a cranky old man? He'll still be up and hanging around.
EDIT- thx Ami. I swear, I know my months, guise.)
Date/Time: September Fourth and Onward- ANYTIME YOU WANT. THE MAN DOES NOT SLEEP.
Location: The Park
Rating: PG-13 for good measure?
Summary: Seraph spends a lot of time in the park, whether it's practicing his swordsmanship or simply pondering old-man things. He's free for swords lessons, random wisdom, or whatever.
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There were quite a few people that seemed to be asking him for instructions on the use of a sword. His ruby-tinted eyes narrowed the briefest amount as he turned the pages, the expressionless face remaining so as he looked over the responses to his latest entry. There were at least three people who had expressed an interest in learning to fight. What made them believe that he had the skills to teach?
Sure.. he had proven himself to be quite adept. Perhaps his relaxed, authoritative tone carried into his words on the paper. A small 'hmph' of an exhalation escaped him as he closed the journal, setting it and the pen down. This would clearly be interesting- and it gave him something to do other than sit down at the bookstore for hours- days, if the owner would have let him- and endlessly pour over the books there.
But that was neither here nor there. The man grasped the scabbard at his hip with his left hand- he could feel the blue gemstone in his hand tingling, as though ready to jump into action- and in a deft move drew the longsword, holding it up with one hand, before beginning a few basic exercises.
If people approached him- wonderful. If not, he would continue practicing by himself.
(ooc; Got a sword and need some help? Need advice from the elderly? Want to annoy Seraph and see if he ever blinks? Well, come on down! Like the other open logs, each thread will be its own time- just put in the subject when your character pops by! May be a little slow starting, seeing as I have a jujitsu tonight, but I wanted to get it up. <3
Feel free to have your character show up whenever. 4 AM and you need a bedtime story from a cranky old man? He'll still be up and hanging around.
EDIT- thx Ami. I swear, I know my months, guise.)