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Training Day

Who: Kolivan and YOU
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: Today!

[Kolivan has been getting more familiar with locations here but one thing is clear...he needs to keep up with his own personal training. This may be a peaceful time here but he knows there are dangerous people already in this place. People he needs to prepare himself for should they decide to be anything less than peaceful.

So he's either in the gym or the obstacle course when he's not attending to his duties on the ship he was assigned. It means he's not asleep much but then again it's not like he is one to spend much time at rest. Not when he feels that there is a very real danger he needs to be prepared for. Just in case. Because he doesn't ever want to be caught off guard again and overwhelmed. He wants to be able to face his foes head on and not lose.

This also means it's easy enough to come across him and even if he doesn't look your way instantly it seems rather clear that he already knows you're there. Like he sensed your arrival. But it's only when he's finished a series of complex movements (with his sword and legs in the gym or through the more complicated area of the obstacle course) that he actually acknowledges you.]

Do you need something?

[It's gruff but...he's always like this. Don't mind him.]

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[This gives him a challenge as well. A chance to dodge actual fire. And since it is only meant to stun, it won't cause lasting damage should he fail. Not that he intends to, of course.

Which means he's definitely making himself hard to hit, continually moving now and making use of the full area around them. Even going to far as to jump up high and push off of walls.]

[Cyril moves as well, his own movements fast and quick as well. Kolivan can probably tell he's no stranger to battle at how he gracefully but purposely flits around the arena in an effort to land a shot.

He gets the most out of testing the weapon and getting more used to the way his cybernetic arm moves when he's using it. He takes the training seriously, but he also enjoys himself. This is fun for him, and seeing what Kolivan can do just makes him all the more certain he wants to get to know him better.]

[Not just anyone can keep up with him. There are a couple shots he has to move a little faster for. So inwardly? He's impressed. It doesn't show on his face but inside he finds himself admiring the Dalish somewhat. (In his own way, of course.)

This Dalish known as Cyril is a fascinating person, inspiring a curiosity he hasn't felt in a long while. A need to know a person instead of just what their motivations are.

It's...intriguing. He rather enjoys the feeling.

And now to up the challenge.

This time, he turns and rushes at Cyril straight on.]

[It seems inevitable that their training would turn to a direct clash. It feels almost like flirting to Cyril.

So when Kolivan rushes at him he isn't surprised so much as pleased, and he moves quickly to dodge out of the way, going low to the ground to get away from him. Then, for a moment, it's almost as if he disappears so that he can swing his body around and aim for Kolivan from behind.]

[Good. He has good movement.

Kolivan shifts to suddenly duck and roll out of the way, springing to his feet before he rushes at Cyril again. He wants to see him move again. To see how he does that quick motion to seemingly vanish.]

[Cyril does do it again, and this time since Kolivan is paying attention he can tell it's not so much tech or magic but a smoke screen that obscures him from view. He could use more technology to do it instead, but he's still learning how to use the tech here. ]

[So that's how it's done. Smoke. By being distracted by it, he misses where Cyril goes. It's a good trick. But now he's seen through it so he moves in the direction the Dalish has gone just to see how he will respond this time.]

[Cyril tries to get out of the way again, but this time he isn't as fast as he'd have to be to escape Kolivan completely.]

[He stops just before he can actually strike Cyril, relaxing his body and moving to walk further back again.]

You are not terrible with your new arm. It will simply require more practice. We'll go again.

[Cyril flexes the new arm, watching it move a bit as if trying to figure it out.]

Right now? [He asks, grinning at the idea of them still going.]

You appear to have good stamina. You cannot grow and improve if you do not push yourself.

[So obviously...right now.]

You know, usually, when a handsome man compliments my stamina, it's under different circumstances.

[And then he attacks, because Kolivan said to go so that means go.]

[Kolivan feels he should get used to talk like this from Cyril but he still blinks even as he dodges the arrow. It's just a lot to get used to. And sometimes he wonders if he will actually just be a disappointment to the Dalish.

Odd that he should have those thoughts. Perhaps it really has been too long since he was last with someone...]

[Cyril, for his part, seems focused on the training. He really finds he loves this new bow, and he really likes spending time with Kolivan.]

[The training goes on for a time until finally Kolivan raises his hand for a break. Less for himself and more because pushing is good but pushing too hard? That's not ideal for the body. Especially for a limb one isn't used to.

Going to the side, he gets water and tosses it to Cyril before sitting down. He doesn't look the least bit tired.]

Sit. If you wish to continue after some rest then we can.

[Cyril is grateful for the water and the chance to sit with Kolivan.]

You know, [He says after a moment of them both just resting.] With you sitting down, I could test that theory of yours that it would be difficult for me to reach your lips to kiss them.

[His voice is very light, more a tease than anything. But there's a glint in his eyes that says he absolutely would do it.]

[His eyes widen and he stares at him in surprise. It's so rare for someone to throw him off this often. He's not used to it.]

I was not aware you were serious about that matter.

I always am.

Though, again, if I cross a line let me know. I would hate to make you uncomfortable.

You don't make me uncomfortable. I'm simply not used to this manner of affection. It is something I gave up on having for myself long ago when I formed the Blades of Marmora.

Your dedication to your people is very admirable, you know. It shows how strong of a leader you must be.

Some of your Blades are here, right? I think you mentioned that you were training with some of them.

Three of my blades are here.

[He lifts his arm to show that it's bandaged.]

This is from training with one of them earlier.

It's good to see they're staying on top of their game.

[Cyril says, grinning. He doesn't seem worried because Kolivan seems the type to take care of any wounds properly.]

Of course. I would expect nothing less of my Blades.

[Kolivan lowers his arm again.]

They must be the best at all times. I have already seen what happens when I make a mistake. I need them to be able to survive should I fall. They have to be strong.

[He looks down, his eyes narrowing. That deep regret is written all over his face.]

[That regret is something that Cyril finds himself relating to. After a moment he reaches out and outs a hand on Kolivan's arm.]

[That hand is so small on his arm and the touch is gentle. Yet it is actually comforting. It has truly been a long while since he was given a touch like this.

For now he takes a moment to simply...let himself accept it. Because he finds he doesn't wish to discourage the Dalish from it.]

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