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[tempredmental]

Who: Keith and everyone who comes across him
Broadcast: No
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: From today until the end of the drift period (Sept 25)

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Sept 19 - 22

[SURPRISE... Keith was small again. Except... this time? He didn't remember the Fleet. He's not as young as last time, either. There was some panic and angry lashing out at a few people to start, but, once he settled down, he started to explore.

He stuck mostly to the Huntress and the Iskaulit. He'd look familiar to anyone who knew Keith, really, and especially to those who had seen him de-aged last time (though he was a bit older than before). However, be prepared for grumpy stares and lack of trust. Keith was not trusting by nature thanks to how things went for him after his dad died. Adults were especially the bane of his existence.

Care to meet a young emo teen? He might have just pick-pocketed you.]

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Sept 23 - 25

[Keith stalked along the corridor, his paws padding softly on the metal floor. He'd woken up as a panther, but he wasn't going to just stay put in his room until it wore off. It was annoying, because he didn't have hands and he couldn't speak to anyone. It also meant he couldn't do his assigned job, either.

So, he was trying to pass the time by strolling around the Iskaulit. He was relying on others to get him back and forth between ships, and had gotten Lance to help him over there that morning so he could jog around the ship with Shiro for their normal routine. Granted, a panther jogging with a man that had dog ears and a tail wasn't exactly normal, but here they were.

It was hard to resist the catlike traits and something at the edge of his peripheral vision shifted, getting his attention. He froze, his tail twitching sharply, before suddenly dashing off down the hall.

Look out, passerby! That panther is about to run you over!]

Comments

[tempredmental]

[Keith kind of just stared. Yes... after talking with him only a few minutes. Human teachers are just... a thing.

But then... Oh... that got Keith's interest.]

Really? They don't teach that kind of gym class where I'm from.

[scalpelofmarmora]

Really? That is a shame. It is important. But that is what I do.

[tempredmental]

Where are you from that it's important to learn sword fighting?

[Keith was confused about this.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

It is. Very important. All the young ones in our group learn to use a sword to fight and defend themselves and others.

[tempredmental]

Sounds like a dangerous place.

[Keith was a fighter by nature, and definitely knew how to stick up for himself (or take someone out of the picture fast), but the idea of having to know something like that, and it being that important in life that it was a standard part of growing up bothered him a little.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

It can be, but we don't necessarily get into fights everyday. Consider it a tradition. It is better to be prepared than not after all.

[He's used to the life]

[tempredmental]

Hm... I guess.

[Keith shrugged.]

Is that the only thing you teach?

[scalpelofmarmora]

History, traditions, whatever is needed. I do have medical knowledge, but I don't teach that as much.

[tempredmental]

I would think that would be important, too, though, right?

[Keith looked curious.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

It is important. I have taught a few, but not everyone. Not everyone has the mind for it.

[tempredmental]

Mm... I guess not.

[Keith knew he didn't. It wasn't his thing. He liked flying better.]

I guess I should let you get back to training, huh?

[He'd kind of interrupted him.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

Would you like to stay and learn?

[tempredmental]

[Keith raised his eyebrows in surprise.]

Ah... uh... [He considered it, and then looked determined. He nodded.] Yeah.

[scalpelofmarmora]

Good. So do you know anything so far?

[Keith had had decent skills when he had first fought him on the castle, but he was smaller now and he didn't know when he learned any of that]

[tempredmental]

I know that, if you punch a kid as hard as you can, you have a better shot of winning faster.

[Keith...]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[...Yep, he did have all the hallmarks of adolescent Galra]

Yes that is true. [He can't fault him for knowing that. In a real fight, it is good to know] Is it worth it though to go after someone like that? Also what if you are training, not in an actual fight?

[tempredmental]

[Keith shrugged.]

I've never had a reason not to. None of my fights were just training.

[Discipline issues, indeed.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Yep, discipline issues]

Sometimes having control is better than just using all your force. It is more impressive and will let you build your skills as opposed to just using all your energy at once.

[tempredmental]

Mm.

[Keith considered that.]

So... how do you do that, then?

[scalpelofmarmora]

It's not too hard. It's easy to punch as hard as you can but your form is likely not good. Working on your form, building on it for strength is different than just attacking.

[He holds up a hand, inviting Keith to show what he could if he wanted to]

[tempredmental]

[Keith straightened up a little at the offered hand, considering it for a moment, and then nodded. He brought his hands up, balled tightly into fists, and then struck out with a right hook.]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Ulaz easily took the punch that Keith made into his hand. He could feel the strength that he put behind it]

Impressive. Your form could use some work though. It's good for a few strong punches, but not if you needed to be able to converse some energy. I think we can use one of the punching bags for showing that. I can show how to do a proper punch.

[tempredmental]

[Considering it had worked for him thus far, Keith frowned a bit, almost annoyed looking that he was being criticized, but he didn't talk back. In fact, he was a little thrown off by how Ulaz said it was still impressive, even if it wasn't perfect.]

Okay.

[scalpelofmarmora]

[He notices the frown, even if it is slight. He didn't like being criticized even at a young age. Not that Ulaz had done much of that, he could have gone into something more detailed if he had really wanted to]

Not something you have heard before?

[tempredmental]

[Keith shook his head.]

Not really.

[Sorry, Ulaz... Keith wasn't much of a talker to begin with, but he was even less so at this stage in his life.]