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[eyeforaneye]

Who: Uchiha Sasuke+YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Huntress
When: Jan. 31

A few things.

There are a good number of fighters here or people otherwise trained in combat. I'm interested in observing people's abilities or training, or at least discussing what they can do. Spars could also be arranged if you want some exercise.

Secondly, I'll take recommendations for good literature available around here.

Finally, if you know how to knit or crochet then I'll offer you up to ten credits to watch you create something.

[ Yeah, this isn't weird. For anyone interested in action he'll be holed up in his room on the Huntress! ]

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[theshabbiestofmen]

If I can.

[He glances at him, nothing but honesty in his gaze.]

I will do my best, but I'm one man, and I have no idea if I'm going to survive. Quite frankly, the odds aren't good. So while I agree, it's a problem for tomorrow.

[eyeforaneye]

No, it's a problem for today. [ What a surprise, he's being a contrary shit. All the same, though, he quickly follows up with his justification. ]

You're in a fortunate position. You have time to prepare while you're here, to gain both knowledge and new strength, and you're already taking advantage of that. It could change everything.

One man can easily change the tides with enough effort.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Not until Voldemort's death. Not until people aren't being slaughtered in the street, until people aren't terrified to leave their homes. Remus' mouth twists, irritated.]

What will you do, then, when you return home?

[eyeforaneye]

[ The change in topic causes his brow to furrow momentarily, feeling like it's just a deflection, but-- ]

... that's not so easy to say. I plan to explore the world for myself first, to see what I've missed while fighting for my other goals.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Wouldn't you put the responsibility you've put on me on yourself?

[eyeforaneye]

The responsibilities of war, you mean?

[theshabbiestofmen]

The responsibility of teaching the next generation not to make the same errors your generation has.

[eyeforaneye]

...

I'll do what I can, but I'm no teacher. I had my own ideas for how the world should be, and they were proven unwise and extreme. My duties now lie with protecting my village in the best ways I can find to as it restructures itself.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well. I wish you the best of luck.

[Perhaps he ought to be nasty, to push on Sasuke the same task Sasuke had pushed on him-- but he can't. He doesn't really want to; it seems exhausting, honestly.]

How large is your village?

[eyeforaneye]

[ Please don't encourage him to be around children. ]

Is that important? It feels like we should instead be talking about your goals and what level of proficiency in different areas you should be striving for before you're sent back to your world.

[ Bravo in trying to free yourself from pressure in this conversation, though. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

You're that focused on my success?

[Despite himself, he's touched. And a little amused, honestly, if he's being honest. It brings him out of his temporary funk, so well done, Sasuke.]

[eyeforaneye]

It's easier for me to think about that right now.

[ ... that's more honest than he wanted to be, so he's quick to deflect. ]

Besides, the image of you attempting a push-up is unforgettably bad. [ Well done, Sasuke, indeed. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[WHAT A WEAK DEFLECTION, but Remus is hardly one to press.]

God forbid I be a stain on your perfect record of pupils. Have you taught anyone else, then?

[eyeforaneye]

Of course not, I strongly dislike almost everyone.

[theshabbiestofmen]

And yet you took me on.

[Should he be complimented? He's going to be, he decides, because he's never going to get a compliment from Sasuke otherwise.]

[eyeforaneye]

You have books.

[ He's going to have an allergic reaction to this conversation. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Yeah okay buddy]

I'd best stock up on the next planet, then. I'd hate for my training to stop halfway.

[eyeforaneye]

That'd be a disservice to your world and your war efforts.

[ ... ]

Regardless of what I feel about you, I wouldn't want to damn another world to further suffering than it deserves.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Well. That impresses and endears him more than anything else, and he's pleased to hear it.]

Then I hope I will do you-- and my world-- justice.

[eyeforaneye]

It's better not to just hope when so many lives hang in the balance. If you do what I say then I can guarantee that you'll be more effective, not just count on luck for it.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Annnnd they're back to mild irritation. Remus waves a hand-- yes, yes, I know, I know.]

Believe me, I will. Though you're going to have to put up with me not being very good at physical things for a long while.

[eyeforaneye]

So you say. I'll be a demanding teacher and it'll force you to progress more rapidly than you might expect.

[ Translation: he's too impatient to allow you to have an easy time. ]

If it's for the good of your world then you're willing to accept it, right?

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Man, he's going to resent the hell out of Sasuke in the coming weeks. He reflects that, idly, and accepts it. McGonagall never gave an inch either, but so long as his teacher clearly knows what they're talking about, Remus can accept it.]

I trust you know what you're doing. [A confirmation, not a question.] So yes, I'll be an obedient student.

[eyeforaneye]

[ Well goddamn, don't say it like that; now it's like you've been initiated into a workout cult. Probably not far off. ]

Good, that'll make things go more smoothly for both of us. [ Likewise he expects to be resented, and is just as willing to accept that. All the better, really. ]

We've spoken about physical training, however. What else do you anticipate needing?

[theshabbiestofmen]

Magical training, frankly, but that's not something you can give me.

[He's good-- he's survived multiple duels, he's good at them, he's sent multiple Death Eaters hurting-- but he's not the best. He's not so good he can't get better. And here-- where there's nothing to do, where this place is nothing more than an extended vacation-- he ought to practice.]