Samurai lessons on the 4423 [Open]
Characters: Heihachi Hayashida, Souji Okita, and anyone who happens to wander by either to listen in or to give a few pointers.
Content: Souji has a little discipline problem. Heihachi thinks some proper warrior training might help prevent any more 'accidents'.
Setting: 4423's armoury, while stopped in Trewe.
Time: Early morning.
Warnings: None yet, but a possible guest appearence by Souji's 'kill-sum-bitches' face.
Naturally, the armory of a pirate ship was well stocked with just about every type of weapon that could possibly be conceived. Many members of the crew had their own personalized choices, of course, but for those who didn't there were plenty of options in case they needed to participate in a raid or if the ship happened to be boarded. Between crates of ammo for the ships cannons there were swords, spears, clubs, guns, and a few things even Heihachi couldn't put a name to, most likely 'acquired' from other ships. Surely in all this there was something that would suit Souji. The wrench, while not bad as a bludgeoning weapon, probably wasn't the best choice for someone who needed to learn a little control.
Of course, being a samurai, Heihachi was drawn first to the blades. A lot of them were cutlasses, daggers and short swords, but mixed amongst the stash were a few proper katana, although finding one without rust or cracks was proving to be a bit of a chore. The storeroom was a mess, and obviously hadn't been cleaned out in a while. Even though he was supposed to be taking a break, he found himself unconsciously organizing the weapons as he went. Someone was going to have to do it sooner or later anyway, right?
Content: Souji has a little discipline problem. Heihachi thinks some proper warrior training might help prevent any more 'accidents'.
Setting: 4423's armoury, while stopped in Trewe.
Time: Early morning.
Warnings: None yet, but a possible guest appearence by Souji's 'kill-sum-bitches' face.
Naturally, the armory of a pirate ship was well stocked with just about every type of weapon that could possibly be conceived. Many members of the crew had their own personalized choices, of course, but for those who didn't there were plenty of options in case they needed to participate in a raid or if the ship happened to be boarded. Between crates of ammo for the ships cannons there were swords, spears, clubs, guns, and a few things even Heihachi couldn't put a name to, most likely 'acquired' from other ships. Surely in all this there was something that would suit Souji. The wrench, while not bad as a bludgeoning weapon, probably wasn't the best choice for someone who needed to learn a little control.
Of course, being a samurai, Heihachi was drawn first to the blades. A lot of them were cutlasses, daggers and short swords, but mixed amongst the stash were a few proper katana, although finding one without rust or cracks was proving to be a bit of a chore. The storeroom was a mess, and obviously hadn't been cleaned out in a while. Even though he was supposed to be taking a break, he found himself unconsciously organizing the weapons as he went. Someone was going to have to do it sooner or later anyway, right?