voice, @TARANTO

[heavyhitter]

So we got a buncha old fashioned guys who are used to swinging around swords all the time and stuff, right? It seems like it, I can't go 20 feet without tripping over someone that's never seen a minipad before. God, would it kill that rift stuff to start taking more people from the modern era?

Anyway, point is I need one of you guys — or, hell, a buncha you guys — to start teaching. I've got some students in mind, foremost being me, because the training room here doesn't cut it if you've never even seen a fucking sword before. And if anyone else sucks at medieval stuff too lemme know, we'll make it a whole party.

Achilles and Koltira, you guys are my top medieval guys that know what you're doing, don't you fucking ignore this.

[ a beat ]

Also, I've got this little super strength issue where I might break any weapons I try and use, so... there's that, too. Still working on that obstacle. Any ideas, lemme know.


[ ooc: here's a planning post for teaching stuff!! ]

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[heavyhitter]

Yeah, let's do that. I can only tell you so many times I'm gonna break a stupid shield sooner or later.

[video]

[sereneflame]

Unless you've got any better ideas at the moment I suggest you start learning how to use shield shards as a combat weapon.

[She switches over to video so Ramir can get a glimpse of her face]

I'm Serene. Shall we meet by the training rooms?

[heavyhitter]

I'd go through a whole lotta shields, could be a little, you know, not cost effective. And fucking stupid.

Anyway, yeah, meet you there.

[ And she's less by the training room and more in the training room, but she figures this lady will get it. She's also the only one around, sitting on a simulated bench and kicking a leg idly and scanning the network as she waits. ]

[sereneflame]

[Serene finds her soon enough after having a quick peek about for where she might be hiding. Her brows raise at Ana's appearance, for though she's never seen or considered spikes as a decoration that coat looks good]
Ana Ramir? I'm Serene Charlord.

[She offers out her calloused hand for a shake]

Now, as for cost-effective, are we actually on a budget? This organisation looks like they could spare the money.

[heavyhitter]

[ She hops to her feet once Serene's in sight, sticking out her own not-as-calloused if not quite baby-smooth hand. ]

Charlord, badass. [ That goes with a quick flash of a grin. ] And no, but you gotta come from a whole lot more money than I do if you'd wanna go around breaking a buncha weapons when you could try finding one that works better instead.

[ She's... not really broke anymore, but that's a mindset that takes some doing to get out of. ]

[sereneflame]

[She grins briefly at the praise for her name. Ahh, poverty, she can respect that experience can leave a lingering carefulness, even if she's never possessed the mindset herself]

Then will you show me your strength? I will have a better idea of how to aid you if I know what sort of blows you can deal and handle.

[Pulling her hand away, she chews on her fingernail as she considers]

If I were a researcher I would know how to instruct the room to design an apparatus that would show us what forces you can create, but if I am fully honest I do not know enough about material properties to be able to translate that into what materials you should or should not bother trying to wield. Ahh, but I prefer to judge by experience anyway.

[heavyhitter]

[ Oh, god, she's dealing with another chatty one, isn't she. Like Achilles. Ramir holds back a sigh. ]

How about a brick wall. Everyone knows what a brick wall should be. [ She doesn't wait for confirmation. She glances around them, voice lifting to address the room at large. ] Hey, training room, do us up a brick wall! Normal properties, just right here.

[ It takes a few seconds. But then, with a shimmer that turns rapidly into solidity, a brick wall obligingly stretches along the way to their left, with no end in sight to either direction. Ramir gestures toward it with a smile. ]

You wanna test it, make sure it's up to snuff? [ Not made of cardboard, or anything. ]