Open Log

[mrdickery]

Characters: Yuri and you!
Format: action
This log is: open
Location: Woodlands.
Summary: Yuri feels he's been slacking lately and decides to get some practice in.
Warnings: tba

[Deep into the tree line and well out of sight of the main path, there's a little clearing with an ornamental fountain situated right in the middle of it. Next to the fountain is Yuri, doing a sword pattern. As the blade arcs through the air in a downwards, horizontal slash, the sword is suddenly released from his fingers and continues its circular path as Yuri twirls through the air, bringing the back of his heel in a devastating spin kick across the air where an imagined opponent would stand. As the blade comes full circle, he's suddenly seizing the still spinning hilt with his other hand and repeating the motion again, completing the circuit three more times. To some, it might appear as elegant and graceful as a dance.

To others? It's needlessly flamboyant. (Yet strangely effective.)

As the pattern comes to an end, Yuri lands back on his feet with the sword balanced easily across his shoulders looking none the worse for wear. The slight frown on his face, however is a little strange.]

Timing's off... I must be out of shape.

Comments

[unflinchable]

[Arthur found himself in the woods more and more now, it was a nice and peaceful place to think. Occasionally he runs into others and it seems like today is one of those days. He watches Yuri's form from not too far away until he completes his run through.]

[He could see how much skill Yuri possessed, his form was different than Arthur's but he could not doubt the effectiveness it must possess.]

Your timing may be off but your form is good.

[mrdickery]

[Yuri is two seconds away from launching into a Severing Fang when Arthur speaks, pausing his movements. Raising his head and glancing in the king's direction, the swordsman then eases into a more comfortable position with his unsheathed sword still balanced carefully over his shoulder.]

It'd be better if my timing was right, but hey. [And here a wry smile curls his lips.] Thanks for the compliment.

[unflinchable]

[Arthur puts his hands up as if to say he means no harm. He knows that it's not particularly safe to approach a swordsman while he's practicing, as he may mistake you for an enemy. He's not exactly sure why he approached, maybe he just needed to be in the company of a fellow swordsman.]

Timing can be worked on, form is much harder to learn. Once your instincts are sharp everything else can be trained to match.

[Suddenly he really misses his knights]

Where did you acquire your sword?

[mrdickery]

[Yuri knows as much but rather than say anything, he ponders the fact that Arthur's manner reminds him strongly of when he used to still be in the knights. Why he should get a ping like that now of all times is the oddity. He hasn't thought about those days for months now.]

Recette's shop. If you've got the coin, she'll give you back the stuff they took when you arrived. [Well technically they didn't "take" it, sotospeak, but Yuri chooses not to sweat the minor details.]

[unflinchable]

[Well, he is a knight after all and this is now his default manner to act since he's not really sure how he's supposed to act. He used to default to 'prat' but Merlin changed that the jerk.]

[He nods thoughtfully]

A shop rather than a blacksmith?

[mrdickery]

Well if they've got what you need, what's the difference? [Yuri doesn't understand the problem since he's used to Fortune's Market being a one-stop-shop kind of deal back home. They have medicine, food, armor, weapons and a synthesizer on site to customize all the gear he and his companions could ever need.

So, really, what's the difference between a shop keeper and a blacksmith? If you ask him, the latter's actually more convenient.]

[unflinchable]

Would you not rather have a specialist make your sword?