Training [se] these years of infinity
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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#29
Deimos
“Name it what you wish,” and he laughed, not wishing to offend based on another’s culture, but understanding he wasn’t worthy of the gesture just the same. Working on those notions had always been a task, and even now, the notions of his merit and value ranged.

Besides, there were other details, scruples, and information to be had. Adhering to it with a scholarly and military mind, he listened as Darkeye instructed, implemented, and added dimensions. Bare handed defense was feasible, and so he nodded once more, taking the notions and sagacity, intending to place it within his own movements.

So he restarted, altering his stance, spear whipping towards the target once again. But he maneuvered this time, never standing still, slow enough for Darkeye to catch the motions, and stark, clear, for his own purposes. A slash here, a laceration there, piercing and sliding through the intricacies with carefully-honed precision – not staying too long, pressing into sides, sliding across the sand, piercing eyes on the target the entire time.
Out of sight and out of mind
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So let the sky and sea collide
Just not in our lifetime
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Darkeye Dwartonarm
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#30
Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
" I will find a good name for it" Darkeye smiled again and patted the weapon on is his belt. " But now focus on the training young one." he pointed at the puppet again.

Darkeye had to concentrate hard to see the movements of Deimos. Deimos had a good feeling for the movement and the way to handle a spear. "It is important to find your style with it. Are you focusing yourself on the movement or a powerful strike? If you move that quickly you will never get the power to strike through a hard armor. But you move very quickly and in the sand too! Nice training I would say." He watched closely to find a weak spot in Deimos' maneuvers. He struck hard for that movement, Darkeye saw it on the puppet. If he wished Daimos could easily destroy it.

"Right, now is the time to use your fists, shoulders, and legs too. If the enemy can hold up with your movement, this can be an element of surprise. Or you grab the spear at the end to extend your range or hold it very close on the spearhead to use it like a dagger for close combat. Sometimes you can throw it in the middle of the battle to get an advantage." Darkeye showed Deimos the holding of the spear for the different maneuvers.
— the smartest do
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Soldier

Age: 29 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 12 - Strg: 53 - Dext: 53 - Endr: 53 - Luck: 53 - Int: 2
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#31
Deimos
“The movement,” he uttered, striving to practice those depths, hone them into some manner of muscle memory, before committing to the power behind his strength, diligence, and motions. The sand wasn’t a damper on the maneuvers at least, given the way they’d trained on the terrain in his childhood – ocean youths, eventually implementing the wilderness for their own benefit.

So he took a moment to not linger in the steps and pace so much, as the fortitude nestled within – bludgeoning the target in an immediate onslaught of force, breaking the head off. He chanced a sheepish glance towards Darkeye – before continuing onwards, striking it in the chest, leaving a deep puncturing laceration in his wake.

Thereafter, he unfurled another breath, and listened to the next set of directions. Fists. Shoulders. Legs. Not relying so heavily on the singular weapon. Or surprising an adversary with the way it could be utilized. He altered his grip on the spear, mimicking his instructor’s hold, and while orchestrating motions meant for some invisible opponent (a sharp jab to a shoulder, perhaps, or a kick to ribcages), he backed up, striving to hit what remained of the target, as he hurled the weapon towards it.
Out of sight and out of mind
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So let the sky and sea collide
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Darkeye Dwartonarm
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#32
Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
Darkeye could not do anything other than laugh about this situation. The spear ripped the rest of the pupped off and pierced it on the ground. " This was unexpected but interesting. So I think you are better than me now. The rest you must learn in a real fight. I think I'm the wrong guy to show you. But I hope you learned enough from me to go to the next step. A little training will be a good option don't you think." Darkeye said while holding his spear and was ready for the training fight. " Don't kill me, but don't hold back either. I can take a few hits, I'm not made out of sugar." he said with a strong voice.
— the smartest do
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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#33
Deimos
He watched as the spear hit, decimating the rest of the target. Blinking steadily, maybe a little dimly, he laughed thereafter, echoing on the forefront of the older man. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d have to re-engineer an entirely new effigy, nor the last, but perhaps it had earned its credentials and subsequent, quick demise.

The Sword went to retrieve the armament, plucking it from the stuffing lain out upon the rock. Upon his return, the apprehension in fighting Darkeye became readily apparent – much more so than when they’d been wielding wooden blades, a sort of grimace and wrinkle to his nose. “Are you sure? I can always remake it for training purposes,” or stick something on the end of the serrated proportions, so the battering of damage wasn’t highlighted by the sharp fringes.
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Darkeye Dwartonarm
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#34
Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
"It's funny I want to say the same to you. No, I can take a few hits Deimos, it's okay. Pain is still the best teacher. To avoid it, you need to get stronger, faster, or tougher. This is what my master taught me first after he broke my arm in the first training." He smirked slightly after the last sentence. He was holding the spear with both hands and the standing was ready for a charge. "You look like you can take a few hits too. This time I will land a hit. You can use any weapon you want. I don't care. I just want to have fun fighting you. I feel alive fighting, do you know that feeling? I love it when the adrenalin shoots through the body." Blackeye was ready for the fight. He smiled full of happiness at what was coming. He knew that he couldn't win against Deimos but perhaps he could hit him.
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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Age: 29 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
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#35
Deimos
His grin notched along the corner of his mouth; used to these teachings, about pain, about torment, about learning how to avoid it, or lean into it, wear to bear the brunt of the assaults. So he nodded in accord, a mental preparation as much as a physical one, permitting a slight laugh above all the other potential discords. “I do.” The feeling of unfurling, of unraveling, of every wild, vehement, violent matter coming to the forefront, of coiling power, strength, and persistence into movement and motion. Deadly dances, dais of battlegrounds; the honing of precision and might.

But he’d use the spear, and see what he could do now.

Fast and swift, rapid and quick, he rushed forward, one hand on the spear, the other ready for defensive proceedings. With the weapon, he angled it near Darkeye’s ribs, merely to see what the experienced being would do – not to toy, but to take measure, scrutinize, and examine.
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Darkeye Dwartonarm
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#36
Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
As Darkeye saw Deimos' expression, he thought that they had more in common than he originally thought. Two strangers from different worlds who love a good fight. Not to win, but for the fight itself. Darkeye felt euphoric for the coming fight. He didn't need his mask here, he could show his true self. He could let out his inner demon. Darkeye nodded as he saw that Deimos took the spear and was getting ready for the coming attack.

Darkeye ran towards the attack and tried to hit the spear from Deimos out of the way with all his strength, using the momentum of his speed and the attack to kick Deimos's knee.
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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Age: 29 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 12 - Strg: 53 - Dext: 53 - Endr: 53 - Luck: 53 - Int: 2
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#37
Deimos
The Sword had fought many times for different reasons. For land. For people. For defense. For assaults and sieges. For vengeance. And then sometimes for the sheer thrill of it all, immersed in the education, the sagacity, of what it meant to survive, and continue bleeding, beating, through the course of the world. It was what he’d always tried to instill in those he trained, and he wove and wore it well here, amidst and across the sand.

Darkeye’s first defense pushed the spear away, leaving them both wide open. Deimos didn’t smirk, didn’t snicker, didn’t rage, didn’t howl, but appeared all the more amused – mind contorting which strategy to employ next. It was his own body to take the brunt of the hit, turning sideways, so Darkeye’s kick would meet muscle and mass instead of a knee; coming along the side and winding up on his thigh. Easily endured.

An ache wouldn’t stop him, after all.

With that twist, he brought the spear around and back, intending to knock it the wooden proportions squarely into the older man’s shoulders.
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So let the sky and sea collide
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