Teaching

[greyerrant]

Who: The Silent wolf and you (open)
Where: Capricorn ward
Summary: Garviel teaches people how to fight with guns, blades, hand to hand, and everything but silly personas pretty much.
Warnings: Manliness, possible combat, a lot of talking.
[Loken waits, a few spare blades and a few longarms and pistols in a fairly careless-looking pile beside him, holding his chainsword two-handed, almost challenging anyone to approach him and learn. He is 8 feet tall, and an imposing figure at the edge of the plains, just before the forest.]

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[getoutclaus]

[]The first thing Santa realises when he lays eyes on Loken is that he is massive. Santa isn't exactly a shrimp or anything but he's no Space Marine sized monster.

He was just out exploring and having a look around one of the districts he hadn't been to but, after seeing Loken standing there, he figures he should at least say hey.

Though all of those weapons are a little scary so he does approach with a tiny bit of caution.]

Yo, Cerberus, all these weapons yours?

[greyerrant]

"They are now."

As to where he got them, well, there may be a few less gangsters in the Sagittarius sector now.

[demifemme]

A girl in a green dress and with lines of her cheeks approaches, seemingly without fear, even if she must look way up at Garviel, being quite short by space marine standards.

"Hi."

[greyerrant]

"Greetings. Are you here to learn?"

He stares down at her, weighing her stance and movements already.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"Oh, hey. You must be Mr. Cynic," says the little slip of a 13-year old boy. In a tunic. With a golden laurel head wreath. And wings.

And a bow.

[greyerrant]

The Space Marine looks down. He is carrying a http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2011/177/3/0/warhammer_umbra_bolter_by_clairegrube-d3k2cfa.png
. It looks like it could blow someone's head clean off.

"Yes."

[abmoemination]

Whoa, are those real? [ Suddenly there's a short girl with a few strands of hair much taller than herself nearby. ] It's almost as though they're out of a RPG!

[greyerrant]

Those what? [ He rumbles, clearly put off by the generality of the query. ]

[not_that_sasuke]

Sasuke was just planning for an ordinary walk for once when he encounters Loken, his steps coming to a halt. Of all the things he expected to come across on his little excursion, an 8 foot man accompanied by a pile of weapons was not among them.

"...Hello?"

[greyerrant]

"Greetings mortal. Are you here to learn?"

He booms, looking down at Sasuke.

[back_to_the_past]

The samurai is still around (Hardly a surprise, as he physically can't leave.). He looks down to the pile of weapons, then up to Cerberus.

"You spend a lot of time thinking about war, don't you?"

[greyerrant]

The warrior looks at Jack, and nods,

"I must teach those that don't know how to fight."

[linefacingforever]

[Yu had made a promise that when he had free time that he would meet up with the armored man. He was wandering up to where he said he would be, hands in his pockets, one rolling his glasses around in his pocket. It had been awhile since he'd had sparring practice with someone...]

[...nah, he'd be fine. What's the worst that could happen?]

[And well... at least he wasn't going to have trouble trying to find this guy. He raised a hand in greeting as he approached the massive figure.]

[greyerrant]

[ The space marine nods at Yu. ]

Hello.

[quakega]

[Well, from that initial post on the comm network, Terra's honestly a little bit curious about what this man might have to offer regarding fighting skills. Seeing how people from other worlds or universes fight could also give him ideas on things he could try for himself.

So it's on foot that he makes his way to the Capricorn district, his curiosity getting the better of him. Who knows? He might even learn something.

... he wasn't expecting to see a man a good two feet taller than him in imposing armor, though in hindsight, the helm he had worn on the network post should have been a clue.]

[greyerrant]

[ Loken looks at Terra, his red eye-slits meeting Terra's eyes for a moment before nodding. He rumbles a gruff query. ]

Here to learn?

[killervocabulary]

Silent Wolf, meet the Dragon of the North.

A woman clad in golden armor, and carrying a pair of maces on her hips approaches Garviel. She has not seen the network post, but someone else openly wearing armor and carrying a weapon in such a strange land was a welcome sight. Even if Garviel was huge and his sword looked like some sort of dwarven contraption. For all she knew, he was an orc under all that.

The brandished weapon gives her pause, and one hand cautiously rests on the handle of a mace as she peers at the man through the mask covering her face.

"What's the meaning of this little display?"

[greyerrant]

"I am here to teach those that don't know how to fight how to live long enough to make a difference."

He looks at her, at her armor, and at the maces. He nods approvingly. Not bad for a mortal.

[pistolsakimbo]

[Rune was just minding her own business, exploring around the city... and wow. Wow, that's a lot of weapons attached to that familiar hunk of metal. She paused, waving at Garviel.]

Hey! Tin man!

[greyerrant]

That is not my name mortal.

[ Have a glare. ]

wow late and not even sure if i should be able to tag oops

[technomaturgist]

[ He saw your network post, mang, and Ferrus is interested enough to come.

... Given, technically the post was two days before he arrived.

... Let's just assume that this happens after his arrival. At some point. Surely Garviel would follow up for a few days...? Ah, whatever. In any case, Ferrus approaches somewhat cautiously - he still has problems with not being damn afraid of Garviel. ]

Hello, sir.

[ He's not stuttering or fearful in tone, even if his stance betrays it. He's got his pistols and seems to have a knife, now, strapped into one of his belts. He's thinking he'll get training in both, maybe, if his gun style can be improved on. ]

[greyerrant]

Are you here to learn, or to observe?

aww yeah manliness

[fools_journey]

Minato has seen Cerebus Loken in person before, so the sheer size of the man doesn't phase him, when the teenager shows up for training. He's brought a sword of his own, but he's hardly averse to picking up other weapons, sword or otherwise. It's just guns he's never really had a use for.

In any event, when he approaches, he nods in greeting. "I came for training."

[greyerrant]

"Then you have come to the right place. Looking for blade practice, then?"

Loken puts away his chainsword, and draws a combat knife that would be a broadsword in the hands of a normally sized human.

[maybe_a_king]

[Garviel is easy for her to spot and she has a practice sword in hand, her grip on the hilt tight to stave off the shaking they've been doing lately. Someone had once told her that if they wanted to read her emotions they'd be best to look to her hands, not her face. It was part of why, she felt, she favored the sword. No one could read her emotions if she held on with all her might.]

Good afternoon, Mr. Loken. [She approaches him with what would have been a smile if her stomach wasn't twisting into so many unpleasant knots.]

[greyerrant]

Good afternoon, Mamzel. [ He rumbles. He sounds a bit off too, and he picks up his own combat blade, looking at her. ]

Are you ready to practice then?