The Salle - Thursday Afternoon

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter got to the salle a bit earlier than he'd asked Jeff to meet him there so he could stretch and get in another short practice with Rhindon before starting to teach.

As he started to move through the basic forms, he rather wondered if after radio crackdowns and separating roommates, the new principal would decide to ban weapons practice.  That wouldn't be so good.

[OOC:  Open though Peter is expecting Jeff for vaguely Freudian activities.  God help us all]

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[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Not particularly given that you'd have to be trying to do it," Peter said. He fell into a basic fighting stance, shifting his feet and weight and holding his sword at guard. "Can you mimic this? This is your home stance. It's where all your moves are going to come from at first."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Er..."

Jeff was trying. It just took him a little while to figure out exactly how to get in the right position. These things were harder than they looked.

He managed, in the end. Awkwardly so.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter nodded. "Good. Very nice." He dropped his own position and moved over to Jeff. "Widen your feet a bit more and maybe angle the sword higher. You want to be perfectly balanced here but ready to move in any direction."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Balance. Right."

That might become an issue in the long run. Jeff moved a little, trying desperately not to overweigh himself or anything because he didn't want to end up a floppy fish on the floor.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

He eyed him consideringly, the lack of balance becoming a bit of an issue in his brain. Peter reached out to take the sword from Jeff. "Without the weapon, can you balance in that position?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Swordless, Jeff was having a little less trouble with it.

He was an awkward boy. Maybe if he was lucky he'd grow into it some day.

"...I guess," he said. "There seems to be no immediate risk of toppling."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"I won't test you on that today," he said with a grin. "But my weaponsmasters used to walk around me and push to see how balanced I was." Peter handed the sword back, steadying the dulled edge until he know Jeff had it and was balanced.

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"...Please don't push me, I've got enough nightmares about squashing my boys as is," Jeff said, gripping the sword in some weird semblance of... sword-gripping. "You never know when there might be, you know, eye-gouging."

Thusly, the awkward unbalanced boy did continue to spend the next hour or so waving around phallic objects with the instruction of the King and then there was Freudian sexin'.