001 // Training

[hadronknight]

Who: Mordred [AU1] and You!
Where: Capricorn Ward (Central Park)
When: Whenever possible before the Grand Prix
Format: Commentspam, but I can adapt!
Summary: The Grand Prix is coming up, and who cares if he doesn't have a Persona, he's training for it anyways.


[Ever since that announcement on the COMP, Mordred had been spending quite a bunch of his time in this area, it might not be much, but something to get him moving tends to be enough when it comes to practicing his sword skills, especially considering the fact that he can't just spar with Arturia all the time, that'd just make him go into a routine of anticipating familiar moves rather than unfamiliar ones, which would pose a problem in a real fight.

Which would explain why he's alone, really. And just swinging his Katana around in what seemed to be someone swinging it wildly to passer-by, but what it really was just well.

Let's just say a katana isn't meant to be used in a Medieval Western way to put it as simply as possible.]

Comments

[greatergone]

I wasn't aware one needed to be a type to be at a location. That must be a gue'la thing, which hardly applies to me.

[YEAH.]

[hadronknight]

[W o w.]

Let me guess, you are above everything else in this place.

[greatergone]

Status is another human concept. We Tau believe that everyone is equal, no matter their rank, wealth, or political pull.

[hadronknight]

And yet, you seem distant to other beings despite being equal.

[that's just the impression he gets bro.]

[greatergone]

I don't see how that's a problem.

[hadronknight]

To each his own, I suppose.

[As he's one who prefers to be close to his friends.

And well, keeping his enemies closer; that kind of deal yadda yadda.]