001 ✩ Bar Fighting Class - Fortitude

[mrdickery]

Characters: Yuri and the darling students of Fortitude.
Format: However you want it.
This log is: open
Location: Fortitude Class.
Summary: Yuri's first day on the job is going... well, let's just say he wasn't made to teach.
Warnings: Shenanigans.

[When you walk into the classroom, you'll find that a majority of the desks and chairs have been cleared away to make a large, empty space in the middle of the room. The few furnishings that are present within the setting have been set to the side and look more like the tables and chairs you'd find at a restaurant than a classroom, possibly to help set the atmosphere.

The windows, rather helpfully, are large enough to accommodate a body flying through them and have been opened wide for just such an event. If anyone asks? The helper fairies did it, because Yuri sure as heck didn't. He doesn't even know what he's doing here in a teaching position.

At the moment your teacher is looking at the whiteboard pen he's got in his hand with a small amount of curiosity. "Advanced technology" and all that.]

Uh, I guess we'll start off with questions?

Comments

[knightime]

[Dave is just standing at the doorway. What...exactly is this class and why?

Or the better question is, how did this class get approved to exist? Not that he was complaining. Why should he complain about a good thing like fighting? Strifed with his Bro all the time. This surely wouldn't be that much different. If anything, it would be easier. no flash step or swords involved right?]

[mrdickery]

[Meanwhile, Yuri is standing there with his hand on his hip and looking like he really doesn't want to be here. Money is one thing but teaching for it? Hoo boy...

At the sight of Dave standing at the door, the swordsman just beckons him.]

You got a thing for the doorway or something?

If Dave's font bothers you just tell me!

[knightime]

[He walks in, looking around. This was kind of interesting. Well, a lot of the classes were honestly. It was like all these classes were about everything, but the usual school curriculum. He isn't too bothered. These were a little more interesting anyways.

Dave slips out his PDA though. Right. Can't talk and ask questions without this.]

im beginning to think this entire curriculum is full of shit
if i havent already wholeheartedly believe this already

It's fine by me! :)

[mrdickery]

[Have a slow blink.] O-kaaay... something wrong with your tongue?

Just wanted to make sure! :D

[knightime]

[Dumb question gets dumb answer.]

of course not
i obviously just hate talking so much
that i resort to the wonders of technology to communicate to me
now that i have thoroughly made sure i sound like a butthurt prick
i cant talk
never could
im mute
shit like this actually does exist
surprise

o/

[mrdickery]

Hey, for all I know you could just not want to talk to me. [He doesn't seem all that offended by Dave's rant, much in the same way an adult would react to the tantrum of a child. Or maybe it's that he doesn't think reacting would be all that healthy a response.]

[knightime]

naw
im not that big of a prick
i just cant make words
its a sad sad thing when you wanna say fuck you at someone
and you cant

[It isn't like Dave was expecting him to be offended.]

so this class seriously is what it sounds like???

[mrdickery]

Pretty much. You interested or are you skipping?

[knightime]

[He puts the PDA and nods. Why not? He might as well since he's here.]

[mrdickery]

Okay... anything you want to know or you okay with watching?

[knightime]

[Dave moves to find a spot on the floor to sit to indicate he'll watch.]

[savedbyasong]

Shion stood nervously in the classroom. He didn't want to learn how to fight at all. It was bad enough that they were being forced to fight these battles.

At least bar fighting was a little closer to what he knew, which was namely running away before anyone could grab you. Nezumi had taught him that much.

He didn't ask any questions though, just stood trying not to look as worried as he was.

[mrdickery]

"Anybody?" He was starting to feel like he was talking to a bunch of human shaped walls. At the continued silence, he merely gave a low sigh and finally set the marker back on the board.

"Okay, guess we can go with names. Mine's Yuri, Yuri Lowell. I'll be your instructor and... I guess that's about it. What about you?" He then asked, glancing at Shion.

[savedbyasong]

Him? Shion blinked and smiled, "I'm Shion."

[mrdickery]

"You wanna tell us something about yourself?" The swordsman prodded after a moment. It wasn't that he felt that kind of introduction was necessary, it was just that he was stuck in that awkward position of not knowing what to do and delaying for time as he tried to figure that out.

Not for the first time he wondered if there was a way to get out of this job...

[savedbyasong]

"Oh..." What could he say? Did the teacher mean something about him in relation to bar fighting?

"Well I have never fought before... I mean Nezumi taught me how to run away if I got attacked... I am getting better..."

[mrdickery]

There was a brief pause before Yuri gave Shion a smile. "Do you want to fight?" The question itself was unassuming in tone, little more than a harmless inquiry.

[savedbyasong]

Shion looked down, "I don't know. I don't want to hurt anybody, and I think there are much better ways to resolve issues than fighting..." He remembered Nezumi's words on the subject.

"But I don't want to be a burden, I don't want to be the one who is protected all the time, I would like to be able to be the one who protects others..."

[formerly_known_as_prince]

[Utena wastes no time. She's raring to go, mainly because this presents a semi-viable alternative to hurting her own or other's Weapons in the game. Sure she still has to hurt one person, but it's better than two.] What's the best way to hold your fist if you have to punch someone while holding a weapon?

[mrdickery]

[Oh- okay, we're getting right to the point apparently. Yuri glances at the... girl? Right, girl and shrugs.]

Depends on the weapon, though most people usually don't pull those in a bar fight. [Well he says "most" but he knows that doesn't always go to plan, so hell, he'll tell her anyway. Better to be prepared than not. And it doesn't hurt that he just so happens to utilize a fighting style on this kind of flexibility...] If you wanna use both a blade and your fist while fighting, you gotta remember where your weapon is at all times. Otherwise you might give yourself a nasty haircut.

[And he's shifting his body to show her how he usually stands during battle, right arm slightly bent and at the ready, thumb over his fingers as he makes a fist while the other stays loose at his side.] You got any experience with physical combat?

[formerly_known_as_prince]

[Don't be fooled by the boy's uniform. The long pink hair should give her away. She does her best to imitate Yuri's stance and is soon bouncing on the balls of her feet, ready for action.] Yes, but it was almost always with a sword.

[mrdickery]

Don't worry too much about copying me, focus on doing what feels right. [He adds, watching her copied stance.]

Have you ever thrown a punch before?

[formerly_known_as_prince]

Alright. [She relaxes a little, trying to find her own equilibrium. Taking a step back and studying combat is new to her. She'd relied on an inherent home grown advantage and the fervency of someone convinced of their own righteousness before. At his question though she grins mischeviously, remembering the poor Ghost Professor and how he'd crumpled from her angry haymaker.] Just once.

[mrdickery]

Well from the look on your face, I'd say you did pretty good. [He shifts, positioning his legs evenly apart but not so far that he can be unbalanced.]

Punching's about movement, building up momentum from the bottom up. [He shifts his waist as he does a slow version of a punch to show her.] Try to recreate what you did before.

[formerly_known_as_prince]

Oh, I probably shouldn't do that. It was pretty wild. It probably only worked because he wasn't expecting it. [Being Professor Nemuro is suffering. She tries to imitate his punch instead.]

[mrdickery]

Now I'm starting to get curious. [At her imitation, he'll give her a smile and raise his hands, very obviously proclaiming he's empty handed, before pointing close to her hip.] You need to use this more.

[formerly_known_as_prince]

He was manipulating people and ruining their lives. He tried to kill my best friend a couple times. [She marvels at being able to recall this. Gain memories, lose some. She can't remember his name, but the events of that month, formerly blocked out, are now crystal clear. She turns her hip over with the punch, feeling the swing.] Like that? Are we gonna get to hit a bag or something? [Or a kangaroo? She's seen that happen.]

[mrdickery]

Sounds like he deserved it.

[He steps back to watch her movements, noticing it's slowly getting smoother. It's not perfect yet but only practice and experience will give that. Hey, at least she's on the right path.] I can set it up if you want.

[tenwholeryou]

People fight in bars?

[Yes, Kotarou had priorities other than just standing there with his hands stuffed in his pockets looking woefully out of place.]

[mrdickery]

People can pretty much fight anywhere they want to. [He's just going to leave out that most of the bar fights he's ever been, he usually started them. His childhood was frivolously misspent.]

Have you ever punched someone?

[tenwholeryou]

[ nnnnnnope. ]

[mrdickery]

Here, make a fist with your hand- thumb above your fingers so you don't break it. [And he shows Kotarou an example.]

[tenwholeryou]

[ whoa wait he doesn't like the idea that you can break your thumb by punching someone. But it has the desired effect: he scowls at Yuri's fist for a few seconds, then down at his own hand as he copies it carefully. ]

[mrdickery]

The thing you gotta remember about fighting is that you can hurt yourself when you hurt others, so don't do it unless you've got a good reason. [Although he probably doesn't have much room to talk.]

Set your feet apart, like this- [he shifts into a fairly basic stance for Kotarou to copy.] -and bring your arms up. The key to punching hard is momentum, throwing your weight into the hit.

[safebox]

[Yuri might recognize his super awkward and quiet suitemate. ...For once he's looking somewhat less nervous and more "what is this class and why am I here?"]

[mrdickery]

[OHAI MARCELL, FANCY SEEING YOU HERE.

Also, he's looking at you. And smiling.] You expecting a monster to jump out and attack you or something?

[safebox]

...N-no.

[Probably.]

[mrdickery]

Well then there should be no problem if you step up.

[safebox]

I don't see why there's a...bar fighting class to begin with...

[drawsdeath]

I'm just here for the money from going to class.

[She slides into a seat away from the window and folds her arms, not wanting to learn anything that has to do with bars.]

[mrdickery]

And so you came to the lesson where tables get thrown. Aren't there any other less violent ones you could've gone to?

[drawsdeath]

You're gonna throw the tables?

[Huff.]

There's not many lessons on right now. I was bored. But I'll never be in a bar.

[mrdickery]

Fine by me. Just try not to get hurt while the rest of us are doing our thing.