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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]

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.]

[eyeforaneye]

[ He considers it, eyes momentarily going to Remus's wand. ]

... no, I can't. I can give you more experience in combat with it, but that's it. [ Then again, that offer is self-serving. He just wants to see how much damage Remus can do. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He watches his gaze and thinks of what he said about Moony.]

Would you like to spar, then?

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[eyeforaneye]

2/2

[eyeforaneye]

You'll have to set ground rules first if you don't want me to break any of your bones.

[ Are you sure about this, Remus. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well, don't do that.

[He says it mildly enough, a bit more confident now. He's absolute shit at physical things, but he is good at magic. Remus stands and begins gathering his books-- he's not about to risk them.]

No broken bones, and while I understand accidents happen, let's try to prevent any kind of sprain or fracture, hm?

[eyeforaneye]

You're really asking me to hold myself back...

[ Which is a shame but also expected; he'll likely have to allow that bruise he's already given Remus to heal before he can hit him too many more times.

... perhaps. ]

... You actually want to do it right here and now?

[theshabbiestofmen]

Why not?

[He glances back as he ferries the books towards the table.]

You seemed eager. We can postpone, if you want.

[eyeforaneye]

No, that won't be necessary. I just expected you to be as mousy as you've been up until this point.

[ If it's a fight that Remus wants then he'd better be prepared for the trash talk that'll precede it. Sasuke stands, cracking his elbow as he straightens his arm out in a quick stretch. There's only a split second pause before his eyes bleed back to red, watchful. ]

I'm ready for a fight at any time.