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

[tyrantball]

Desco's tentacles suddenly disappear, leaving her standing on the ground. She clasps her claws behind her back and traces idle patterns in the ground with one foot as she answers.

"Uh, um...Desco saw you training?"

Technically, she doesn't need to glance up at you through her bangs with her red eyes, but she does it anyway.

"And, uh...Desco was kind of hoping you'd be using an axe."

[hadronknight]

...There she goes again with the axe. And to be honest, if he had his old weapons from that time, he'd have one, but as of now...

"I'm afraid I don't have mine with me right now, but should the time and money allows it, I could purchase one for training."

[tyrantball]

Desco taps her foreclaws against each other as she works up to whatever she's about to say.

"Um, um...Desco can get you an axe!"

A pause as she shuffles her feet.

"But...it only works during the Thirteenth Hour."

[hadronknight]

"...That's a strange timeframe for it to appear, don't you think?"

Beware the clueless person before you, Desco.

[tyrantball]

"Desco doesn't know why it works like that either."

Wide, pleading eyes stare up at you.

"B-but will you try it anyway? Desco promises it is the strongest axe there is!"

[hadronknight]

"...W-well, if you put it that way..."

Ah, pleading eyes, his weakness.

"...I suppose there'd be no harm in trying."

[tyrantball]

Desco rears up on her thick, lizard-like tail, the appendage strong enough to support her weight as she kicks her feet in delight.

"Yaaaay!"

She beams up at you, her golden eyes shining.

"T-then, Desco will give you the axe at the Thirteenth Hour, alright?"

[hadronknight]

"A-alright."

BOY, What has he gotten himself into now...?