[Training] Beneath the Dragon's Wing

I'm bringin' sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act

The name rings some distant bell that Koa can't quite place, history lessons and a general awareness of public events dampened by youth and time. "Anyone is allowed to train here, so long as you do so in good faith," he smiles before releasing her hand, clearly somewhat impressed by the firm shake. "The Dragoons don't discriminate- well, not anymore," he corrects, trying not to wince.

Stepping back with a nod of his head, Koa lets his eyes drift down to the sword, taking in what he can of its make and virtue. "I'm more hand-to-hand as well, but happy to pass on what little I know. May I?" he asks, holding his hand out for the blade. "My mom was a master swordswoman. Taught me a couple things."

Koa Carpenter

If that's your girl, better watch your back
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact