six of spades

[no_bloody_lord]

Burn me! What the bloody hell is wrong with me?

[annoyed, he tries to hit the dummy with his quarterstaff....but it's like his fingers are covered in oil and it slips out of his grasp, hitting the gym floor with a clatter]

Blood and ashes! Not again!

[ooc: Mat's loss has made itself known and he's attempting to get around it by practicing in the gym.

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One loss to another

[wishmadeinfire]

[Kid Ashura has decided to explore, having convinced himself that this was either a dream or his kidnapers were idiots. Or his dad had sent him here to keep him safe. He hoped it was the last one.]

It's obvious. You need to keep hold of the staff!

[He points at the staff with innocent gold eyes, big in his eight year old face.]

:D

[no_bloody_lord]

[a bit of a glare]

I figured that much out.

It's the not being bloody able bit that's giving me headaches.

Can't be to mad at the cute, Mat ;)

[wishmadeinfire]

Well you need to aim. You know, keep your eye on the target. That's what the soldiers say when they practice.

[So, you know, clearly he's right then - if he heard it from the soldiers. Kid logic. It rocks.]

[no_bloody_lord]

I'm not a bloody idiot. I've been fightin' with one of these since I was half your size, kid. Somethings wrong.

dictated

[thirteenth]

Is everything alright, Mat-san?

[no_bloody_lord]

Huh? [catching sight of his open journal] Burn me, not again.

[a sigh] Nothing much.... just something's gone and messed with my quarterstaff.

[because, clearly, this can't be his fault.]

[thirteenth]

How? What's wrong with it?

[no_bloody_lord]

Blast if I know, but I can't hang on to it no matter what I try.

....or, not as much if I'm just holding it. There's no problem with that. But if I try and use it properly, the bloody thing won't do what it's supposed to.

[1redeye]

[Guess who?! Yes that's right! Ragna will come walking into the gym as Mat fails once again to hit the dummy or whatever he's swinging at.]

Yo gleeman... Still can't hit the broadside of a barn huh?

[no_bloody_lord]

[great.... not the person he was hoping to see]

Sod off.

[another swing, but somehow the staff manages to break out of what should have been a firm grasp] Light forsaken piece of-

[1redeye]

[Ragna barely stiffles a chuckle.]

[no_bloody_lord]

[fetching the staff again, but he's too frustrated to do much more than glare at it] It's like someone coated the bloody thing in butter.

[only it feels completely normal, holding it now]