Weapons 101; Thursday, Third Period [05/14].
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All the proper emails, texts, carrier pigeons, whatever, had been sent out to let everyone in the class know that this workshop was definitely going to be a Danger Shop workshop unless otherwise noted, because, as much as both of the instructors felt it was more fun with live steel and everything, it could also get a lot messier, and none of them wanted to deal with that kind of paperwork, plus Amaya liked keeping her 'no body parts lost yet!' credentials as a teacher.
Rosa, meanwhile, was not saying anything about her own current status on that front.
Anyway! When they made it to the Danger Shop, they'd find themselves on a nice grassy knoll outside of a forest, with probably some Ren Faire bullshit going on just beyond the hills, pennants flapping in a faint breeze that sectioned off their training areas, with targets and practice dummies set up, and the two instructors standing by some tables...covered in rocks.
They'll get to that.
Amaya got things going once everyone seemed there and it was getting close to time, anyway. "Welcome to Weapons 101, everyone," she said with a nod. "For those of you a bit new to the class, this will be a very basic overview of a variety of different weapons, how they're used, how they're made, and pretty much anything else about them we find interesting. Which, fair warning, is a lot. I'm your expert in making weapons, Amaya Blackstone, and this here is our expert in using them, Rosa Diaz."
It would seem like a good spot for Rosa to either say hello or wave or even nod, but they weren't getting any of that. Maybe an inclination of her chin. That counted as a greeting, right?
"Today, since this is our first time together, what we'd like to do,"--well, what Amaya would like to do; Rosa, clearly, didn't care--"is go around and get to know who you are, what weapons you might be currently familiar or have some knowledge of using, and if there's any weapon in particular you'd like us to cover. In a sense, you'd be helping us with that, because there are a lot of different weapons we could go over, and just picking a handful for the course is not an easy task.
"So we'll go ahead and get started with you," she gestured to whoever might be standing nearby, "and we'll work our way around, and then we'll get started in on today's weapon!"
[[ ocdon the waaaaay! is up! huzzah ]]
Rosa, meanwhile, was not saying anything about her own current status on that front.
Anyway! When they made it to the Danger Shop, they'd find themselves on a nice grassy knoll outside of a forest, with probably some Ren Faire bullshit going on just beyond the hills, pennants flapping in a faint breeze that sectioned off their training areas, with targets and practice dummies set up, and the two instructors standing by some tables...covered in rocks.
They'll get to that.
Amaya got things going once everyone seemed there and it was getting close to time, anyway. "Welcome to Weapons 101, everyone," she said with a nod. "For those of you a bit new to the class, this will be a very basic overview of a variety of different weapons, how they're used, how they're made, and pretty much anything else about them we find interesting. Which, fair warning, is a lot. I'm your expert in making weapons, Amaya Blackstone, and this here is our expert in using them, Rosa Diaz."
It would seem like a good spot for Rosa to either say hello or wave or even nod, but they weren't getting any of that. Maybe an inclination of her chin. That counted as a greeting, right?
"Today, since this is our first time together, what we'd like to do,"--well, what Amaya would like to do; Rosa, clearly, didn't care--"is go around and get to know who you are, what weapons you might be currently familiar or have some knowledge of using, and if there's any weapon in particular you'd like us to cover. In a sense, you'd be helping us with that, because there are a lot of different weapons we could go over, and just picking a handful for the course is not an easy task.
"So we'll go ahead and get started with you," she gestured to whoever might be standing nearby, "and we'll work our way around, and then we'll get started in on today's weapon!"
[[ ocd