why me, my boy, you burn so bright
Now that he's settled in his nice new digs, Usko feels the calmest he's been since he was brought to HQ. Naturally, this leads to a more lackadaisical Finnish capital, who's quite content to lounge around his pristine house and not complain about a thing for hours on end. All of his old wall ornaments are back in place, balanced perfectly with one another - the ceilings are curved at an even keel, and as a result, Usko's feeling better and more relaxed than ever. Today, though, his usual restlessness peeked out for a visit, and so he decided to do a little exercise that he hasn't done in a while. So, you'll now notice that he's throwing around a sword three feet in length. Well, not just throwing, but spinning and stabbing it as if he were mocking battle with himself. Yes, it's an antique, but he's taken great care to make sure that the blade was kept in well enough condition that he could, at least, still drill with it. It probably wouldn't stand up against a true fight, at this point, but he doubts he'll run into anyone that will expect a duel out of him. Though he may not seem like the type now, there was once a time when even this capital would go with his viking companions to far away lands in order to pillage - even though it's rarely talked about, even in Finland itself.
While it may seem a little shocking, go ahead and approach, he's got perfect control over that blade! Promise!