Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

Jul 21, 2009 10:38

"Alright!" Zack crossed his arms over his chest and grinned at the people gathered for the reserves meeting today. "Last week we covered some different methods of defense, and then we shared our own strategies with the, uh... class."

Sometimes, Zack's analogies fell a little short, yes.

"This week, I want us to focus on honing our physical abilities a little more. It doesn't matter where you're fighting, you'll probably get tossed a few obstacles on the battlefield from time to time. You might not be used to getting a foothold in the sand, if you're fighting on the beach. You could be stuck in the preserve, tripping over roots and whatever else is hidden under those leaves. The junkyard is full of scrap and whatever else we've just tossed away, and the ground is hardly stable there as a result. Maybe you're chasing after an enemy who knows his way around a cityscape, and he's climbing walls and jumping fences while you're lagging behind."

For a guy who could jump ten feet in the air from a standstill, Zack was still known to fall victim to the horrors of the insurmountable waist-high fence from time to time. Not. Fair.

"So, what I want you guys to do today is grab a partner or two, and then head off to some corner of the island which has terrain that you guys aren't used to working with. And then I want you to chart a course, maybe a hundred meters or so, and run it. If you wind up stumbling, backtrack and do it again until you make it through. If you have any problems, come talk to me afterward, and I'll see what I can do about setting up some kind of practise session with you in the future."

[OCD up, and open to all!]

zack fair, grounds, arthur pendragon

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