i'll take you on;

[miseris_socios]

Characters: Ken and open!
Setting: The meadow floor (25).
Format: Either.
Summary: Ken's looking for some sparring practice. Hopefully people will answer his request from his network post.
Warnings: Violence, probably language. idk what else.


Ken didn't really care who came to see him in the meadow. Hopefully it would be at least one person, but he needed the practice anyway. He'd brought a few spears, in case anyone came to learn, but his more sturdy spear was in his hands.

He thrust forward, backward, and then planted it in the ground, using it like a pole vault to leap forward. He couldn't go as far as he used to - he still needed to adjust for weight. He wasn't as short as he used to be. Really, his spears probably needed to be extended, but he'd have to find someone to help with that.

He didn't trust everyone here. He couldn't. Really, there were only a few people he could trust - but that was enough for him. Still, better to give off the illusion of friendliness and openness in a place like this.

... He was thinking too much. Hopefully someone would show soon.

Comments

[imperialsun]

And who better than a fellow Persona user. Naoya arrived with sword in one hand, gun over the shoulder of the other.

"Hey".

Punctial and spoken as always.

[miseris_socios]

Ken turned and nodded at the other, settling back into a more relaxed position.

"Weapons or Persona?"

[imperialsun]

There was a small smile on his face before he spoke. "Why not multitask?"

The answer then: both. He put down his gun so there would only be his sword. "I'm ready when you are."

[miseris_socios]

"Sounds good to me."

He grinned and launched himself towards Naoyaa. Dodging practice first.

[imperialsun]

Not much time to react. Good thing Naoya had been training nearly every day as he almost a little too easily deflected a pretty strong blow.

"You've gotten stronger." His sword in hand he swung hard at his spear, with the intent of hitting it so hard it would fly out of his hand.

[mostremaining]

Prussia tried to take all the opportunities for a spar that he could get... when he wasn't being interminably lazy, that is. Today wasn't one of those days, thankfully. (Hopefully he wouldn't sneeze and get bored this time.)

With his sword in hand, he heads to the meadow. Look, there's the kid from the network post. Being about as cheerful as he can manage, he calls out:

"Hey, you're pretty good with that spear, kid!"

Tact or heeding warnings? Prussia? Never. (Well, maybe sometimes, but that's beside the point.)

[miseris_socios]

A warning would have been helpful, since the sudden voice makes Ken misjudge his jump and land awkwardly. He winces, but looks over at Prussia. Another sword-user? Man, no one seems to have creativity. Still, he nods at the statement.

"Considering I've been using it for a while..."

[mostremaining]

"Oh, geez. Be careful with that landing!" Prussia means well by that, he really does. What's he talking about, anyway? His spear usage is pretty dwarfed by his sword experience. The statement that Ken has been using the spear for a while is a little surprising, but not too much so. "Oh, really, huh? I've seen some young soldiers in my day. Heck, I was one. How long have you been using that spear?"

[miseris_socios]

"I've been here for a year and a half, and I'd been using it for a few years before." He spins his spear a bit.

"I'm usually fine when it comes to landings."

[mostremaining]

"Huh... that's a long time in Tower years. I've been here for a little over a year myself, but I think I've encountered at least one person who's been here longer." Prussia adjusts his grip on his sword. "A few years before? Can I ask how old you are?"

[oathshackledbird]

It's late when Diarmuid finds Ken's post to the Network, so instead of wasting time replying, he just makes his way to the Meadow hoping that the boy will still be there. Diarmuid watches Ken practice for a few moments before speaking up during a break in his routine.

"Hopefully, this isn't overly presumptuous of me..." Diarmuid holds up a spear he has 'borrowed' from an orc, "You mentioned a growth spurt and I didn't know if you had been able to get yourself a new weapon or alter your old ones. It took a bit for me to find one that seemed the right size, and I think this one might be a little large still, but I hardly think you are done growing. Would you like to give it a try?"

[miseris_socios]

Ken, who had been resting, stands up as he sees Diarmuid. He listens to the other and then nods, reaching for the spear.

"I'm actually used to spears that are a little big. The ones I use might actually be the length they're supposed to be, but they're getting a little too short to be used for spinning around on. ... Thanks."

[oathshackledbird]

Diarmuid hands the spear off to Ken, "Excellent and you are welcome. Keep it hidden well when you aren't using it and don't attempt to modify it with anything from the workshop. It's a weapon taken from a monster which means it's real instead of something made from film. It will serve you well should you ever have to fight with the glamour down."

He holds out his hand and a moment later, Gae Dearg appears in it, "Shall we test how well it works?"

[miseris_socios]

"Got it."

He nods, and sets down his other spear, moving to the side a bit before rushing forward.

[oathshackledbird]

Diarmuid smiles, glad that Ken is eager to begin. He brings his spear into a ready position and then moves to meet Ken's forward dash. He doesn't strike right away, instead preferring to see what move Ken will make first.

[puppy_lancer]

So...you're in the mood to spar?

[Lancer arrives at the meadow, carrying his spear over his shoulders in a casual position.]

[miseris_socios]

[He'd been hoping one of them would show up. He grins at the other and twirls his spear.]

I usually am.

[puppy_lancer]

Come on then.

[He also twirls his spear, throwing it from hand to hand.]

[miseris_socios]

Fine.

[He shoots forward, planting his spear into the ground and using his momentum to come in from above.]

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer blocks the attack with the shaft of his spear.]

Hey! Ho fair!

[Abandoning the spear for a kick on the first move? That was something he hadn't expected.]

[myblueskies]

"Ken!" Romeo ran over the meadow waving at his friend. He had seen the network post and came straight here. Mostly he was here to make sure no one mean turned up and hurt Ken but he would also be happy to spar.

He didn't go for a tackle hug, not when Ken had a spear in his hand.

[miseris_socios]

"Romeo!" Ken stopped twirling around and grinned at his friend. "How are you doing?"

[myblueskies]

"I'm good! How are you?" He skipped closer grinning, "I haven't seen you for ages!" It's been like two whole days.

[miseris_socios]

"It hasn't been that long. I'm okay, though."

He leans over and nudges Romeo a bit.

[myblueskies]

Romeo grinned and hugged him now that he wouldn't startle Ken into stabbing him. "Have many people came yet?"