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Quicksilver the Archangel
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 Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 5:17 pm
The mare frowned, but she couldn't find anything especially wrong with Claude's explanation. She certainly understood being in the position of guardian, at least, so she couldn't hold it against him if he felt like he had to guard her while they trained. It also made sense that someone able to teach her to defend herself would be able to defend himself as well.
Alyssum looked about the training ground with satisfaction. A nice place to get a drink of water, nice soft grass to replace the clack of stone... it certainly looked comfortable, and she wouldn't mind coming here everyday. She followed the flame colored stallion and dipped her nose into the river, lapping up a bit of water but using it mostly to cool down her face.
Her head snapped up, however, at the winged Soquili's instruction, and a troubled look entered her purple eyes. She understood that she needed to know how to defend herself, but to purposefully try and hurt her teacher? That... that didn't seem right! Of course he could defend himself, but what if she hurt him accidentally all the same? Still... she decided to place her faith in him and turned towards him, one charcoal hoof pawing at the ground for a moment before she lowered her head and charged straight for Claude, bracing herself for whatever impact occured.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 10:55 am
It would take a great deal of discapline for Claude not to react. When a foal charged him, he knew not to react. Even when it was a Kalona foal, he simply avoided or took the hits. He was used to reacting when full grown soquili charged. His msucled jerked beneath him pelt. begging to react to the mare that came at him. Still, he dug his hoves into the ground, willing himself not to react. Finally, impact came. HE screwed up his face and fell to his front knee. "Oh, gods. An old stallion can only take so much! Oh, my bones..." A smile finally broke his front and he peered up at Assylum.
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 8:06 pm
Alyssum whinnied in protest when the winged stallion fell, ignoring her own soon-to-be brusied areas as her purple eyes widened in panic, "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! I swear I didn't mean to!"
She fussed around him until suddenly he peered up with a smile, and then a blaze of her normal energy came to the forefront as she scoffed, "You... you shouldn't tease like that! I really thought I had hurt you!"
[Sorry it took me so long to reply, Sweeny. x-x]
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 5:41 pm
Claude bellowed his laughter, the kind that he put his whole body into, the kind that he learned from his mother. He shook with the effort of his lungs for a moment before he settled down enough to speak. "Oh, but what is anything without a little humor? Of course, this opens up a sort of war. All of my students are free to prank me as I do them. I rather enjoy this friendly warfare, really." He pulled a few feathers into place as they began to irritate him.
"On topic, however, that was a very solid hit, for someone with little training. You have the power, all you need is the tactical training." He grinned and flipped a peice of his mane form his face. "I estimate... 6 weeks before you can begin to apply what a teach you, and then another 3 before you graduate. And that with intensive training. How does that sound?"
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