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re_alignment2014-06-28 12:28 am
knight_light) wrote in re_alignment2014-06-28 12:28 am
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[Video] Oooooops.
[The feed fizzles on, something big in the way for a moment. It soon becomes apparent that it’s a giant metal foot. The Link is turned slightly on its side, and angled so it’s looking up at Drift and Wing. It was apparently Drift’s foot in the way.]
[The two are facing each other, moving in slow, deliberate movements. It’s almost like a dance, but not, and way too slow to really be...anything. What are these hippies up to?! Whatever it is, it’s clear that Wing is the one slowly guiding Drift through these odd, slow moves.]
[And Drift has clearly had enough of this. He stops, not hiding his frustration very well at all.]
...Seriously, though. we've been doing this for weeks. I think I get it by now. Would it really hurt to pick up the pace a little or-- or do something else for a change?
You are improving, Drift, but perfection takes time.
[Wing looks thoughtful, studying his student for a moment.]
Would it help to see the results of what all of the slow control will result in?
[Drift huffs slightly and straightens up, planting his hands on his hips and giving Wing a shrug.]
Couldn't hurt. As things stand now, it feels like I'm getting nowhere.
All right.
[Wing takes a fighting stance.]
You will do the first kata I taught you. Nothing more, nothing less. You'll go from start to finish as quickly as you can, understood?
[Drift nodded, mimicking Wing's stance.]
Quick as I can, got it. Say when.
Now.
[Wing says it even as he lunges at Drift. What follows is an impressive flurry movement. Wing strikes at Drift fast and hard, and Drift moves as though in response to block and dodge, despite the clear shock on his face. It’s a fight, it’s a dance, and for a moment it seems this may end with Wing not landing a blow on Drift at all.]
[Those experienced in combat may be the only ones to realize that from one movement to the next Drift’s footing ends up off, and so leaves the mech wide open to attack. Wing doesn’t hesitate to strike with a kick to Drift’s side. BAM!! Drift stumbles. He's able to regain his footing pretty quickly, but it's already too late. He knows what's coming next.]
Wait wait wait--
[This is lesson time, Drift. With a grab, a sweep of his leg, and not much more than a tug, all of which Drift should have been able to block had he managed to finish the kata, Wing will toss Drift aside, sending him tumbling across the ground.]
And that is why these kata need to be second nature. You lost your stance at the end, else you'd still be on your feet in front of me.
[Drift just stares up from the ground, clearly grumpy but not outright complaining. Yeaaah this was kind of his own fault. He waggled a hand in the air dismissively]
Okay, okay. I'll take my time with it.
[Wing smiles and steps up, offering Drift a hand to pull him back to his feet....and then gets a shocked look on his face, gaze going to the Link just beyond Drift's head...]
Oh...
What? Is something broken?
[Drift totally doesn't get it and starts prodding at his face with his free hand, y'know making sure nothing's actually broken.]
Wing?
[Wing covers his smile with one hand, making a soft buzzing sound.]
No, no, nothing's broken. But it seems we just put on a show for the residents of Haven.
[Drift gives him a confused look and glances around, finally spotting what Wing had been talking about. And then he looks absolutely mortified because wow. Wow.]
Oh hell.
[The two are facing each other, moving in slow, deliberate movements. It’s almost like a dance, but not, and way too slow to really be...anything. What are these hippies up to?! Whatever it is, it’s clear that Wing is the one slowly guiding Drift through these odd, slow moves.]
[And Drift has clearly had enough of this. He stops, not hiding his frustration very well at all.]
...Seriously, though. we've been doing this for weeks. I think I get it by now. Would it really hurt to pick up the pace a little or-- or do something else for a change?
You are improving, Drift, but perfection takes time.
[Wing looks thoughtful, studying his student for a moment.]
Would it help to see the results of what all of the slow control will result in?
[Drift huffs slightly and straightens up, planting his hands on his hips and giving Wing a shrug.]
Couldn't hurt. As things stand now, it feels like I'm getting nowhere.
All right.
[Wing takes a fighting stance.]
You will do the first kata I taught you. Nothing more, nothing less. You'll go from start to finish as quickly as you can, understood?
[Drift nodded, mimicking Wing's stance.]
Quick as I can, got it. Say when.
Now.
[Wing says it even as he lunges at Drift. What follows is an impressive flurry movement. Wing strikes at Drift fast and hard, and Drift moves as though in response to block and dodge, despite the clear shock on his face. It’s a fight, it’s a dance, and for a moment it seems this may end with Wing not landing a blow on Drift at all.]
[Those experienced in combat may be the only ones to realize that from one movement to the next Drift’s footing ends up off, and so leaves the mech wide open to attack. Wing doesn’t hesitate to strike with a kick to Drift’s side. BAM!! Drift stumbles. He's able to regain his footing pretty quickly, but it's already too late. He knows what's coming next.]
Wait wait wait--
[This is lesson time, Drift. With a grab, a sweep of his leg, and not much more than a tug, all of which Drift should have been able to block had he managed to finish the kata, Wing will toss Drift aside, sending him tumbling across the ground.]
And that is why these kata need to be second nature. You lost your stance at the end, else you'd still be on your feet in front of me.
[Drift just stares up from the ground, clearly grumpy but not outright complaining. Yeaaah this was kind of his own fault. He waggled a hand in the air dismissively]
Okay, okay. I'll take my time with it.
[Wing smiles and steps up, offering Drift a hand to pull him back to his feet....and then gets a shocked look on his face, gaze going to the Link just beyond Drift's head...]
Oh...
What? Is something broken?
[Drift totally doesn't get it and starts prodding at his face with his free hand, y'know making sure nothing's actually broken.]
Wing?
[Wing covers his smile with one hand, making a soft buzzing sound.]
No, no, nothing's broken. But it seems we just put on a show for the residents of Haven.
[Drift gives him a confused look and glances around, finally spotting what Wing had been talking about. And then he looks absolutely mortified because wow. Wow.]
Oh hell.
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[He'll picks up a few cat toys, and in short order he has a few cats chasing "ropes" of feathers across the floor before him.]
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Oh, that's... that's adorable. It does sound like a little engine!
[he sounds absolutely thrilled by this. Okay maybe these fuzzy little critters aren't so bad.]
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[Beeeecause Drift may or may not want this little purring one omggggg]
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[He's eying Drift...you're considering it, aren't you?]
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[Drift is just. Mesmerized by the little orange ball of puff in his hand. It's flicking it's tail and looking all sassy Wiiingggg looook.]
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...Rodimus. This one's called Rodimus.
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Rodimus...I guess that settles it then.
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[just look at this sassy little bastard strutting his kitty stuff everywhere awwww]
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Oh, it's just the name of a friend of mine. He's orange... well, mostly red and yellow, but still totally counts. And, I dunno, this little guy seems to have a similar personality.