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Sloth, not new; Liberality, same; together, done... So how the bloody hell did her next student end up with metallic skin? The techs were getting more creative these days, weren’t they? Whatever. Students were students and she had to teach them like it or not. Hopefully he wasn’t like a magnet and rendered all metallic weapons useless by attracting them to his flesh.

Hopefully.

Ary nearly flinched at the formal name, glad he used Miss and not Mrs... "Please, call me Ary. If this was a formal class I'd have issued uniforms. Either way, assuming you're Vali and thus my student, is there any sort of nickname you wish for me to use? Also, as this is a melee class, I'm curious as to what you would most like to learn for combat styles. We can go simple or extravagant, stealthy and ranged or close and personal. It's all up to you," she explained, remembering the days when bloody war fields were not all that uncommon. Ah, when the war smelled of blood and the rivers ran red. Those were the good ol' days, long gone now that everyone had some sort of peace treaty and "morals".

“I do know combat well and yes, teaching children really wasn’t something I wished to end up doing but, it pays me well and was the only thing that interested me. Well, except for that one offer but I had to decline,” Ary explained, crossing her arms curiously. The boy was definitely different from the others, automatically picking up on her distaste for the place and lack of true violence.

“Things can go wrong for anyone. Even close combat like what you suggested can be turned against you when against an expert or you can tire. I can teach kickboxing, but not that other suggestion. I have yet to learn that sort of thing myself and personally, I don’t care to. Too fancy for my tastes,” she continued, making a half-disgusted face at the thought of karate. Sure it had its good points and bad points, but the one thing she hated was overly complicated moves and training sessions. Learning how to be a ninja and samurai took long enough, so why should she have to learn everything else?

There were very few kids that made it into Ary's favorites list, since she found them all annoying or strange or just plain old frustrating but Vali had managed to break past that already. Definitely a kid she hoped to show up in her class again.

"Nah. You're a beginner and it's not going to be all that intense of a class. So, you wanted to learn some form of hand to hand combat, correct? There's half a dozen styles so would you rather try some sort of street fighting or kick boxing or what?" she asked, knowing that had her class been longer and more focused she would've asked for stretches but as it was, they were almost pointless.

"Well... Yes and no. There are some styles more suited to some people but in general it's more how one goes about fighting that is determined by one's size and shape. Those that are taller and more flexible tend to have more graceful moves than those of a stockier build. Those that can move quickly tend to dart around more than those that are not. You I'd pair with a slower more powerful sort of moves," Ary explained, looking over Vali. Being sloth, she didn't expect him to move as fast as a diligence or new wrath spawn or have as powerful of strikes as any child of wrath.

And he didn't look like the kind to dance and flow around and be nearly impossible to touch. "Kickboxing maybe, but perhaps boxing but neither would be terribly useful outside of a ring. However, if you give me a moment to think I can probably adjust it into something more street-like. And yeah, street fighting tends to be dirtier and malicious where anything and everything can be used or done. The streets don't know right from wrong and what's fair and neither should you when out there," she added, scratching vaguely at a faint and very thin scar on her arm. The streets were cruel depending on where you were and what your status was within their dark society.

Ary was mildly surprised at Vali's comment about him being more flexible than he seemed. "Well then, I'll just have to believe you until proven otherwise. I never really expected you to be fast, however, so you'll have to rely on dexterity and strength instead," she replied, pondering on how to go about things.

"I can she you a few defensive moves then some used mainly for attacking and then mock-fight to really get them down. It's how I essentially learned so many years ago and it has served me quite well," she added, eager to push the strange metallic boy to his limits and then some.

Ary moved to face the spawn, taking up a basic defense position. "When in a street fight, remember that underhanded moves can and will happen unlike in a classroom or in a controlled environment. This pose is the basic, all-around blocking defensive position. Use your arms to block, but only let them get at the muscles and not the veins unless you want to die of blood loss," Ary explained, showing him what she meant as she spoke.

"Duck and dodge using your feet to move yourself whenever possible. If you can't use your arms or the weapon or attacker is too deadly, get the ******** out of the damned way. No sense killing yourself being valiant. Often the best plan of attack is the one where you fight to get away," she added, a soft smile flickering onto her face at the memories the phrase brought back. Ah, good times, good times.

Ary raised an eyebrow and snorted. “Do what you wish on that. I won’t govern how anyone deals with what they learn and how they use it. Sure the right way is what you say, but I believe differently being brought up on a harsh and cold realm where if fighting doesn’t solve your problems you shouldn’t be in said situation anyways. The strongest, fastest, and smartest survive while the rest disappear. Gaia isn’t like that, but I still live by that code. Unfortunately, I’m now banned from some cities because of it now that I think about it,” she replied, then showing him some blocking maneuvers one might normally use.

“I mean really, if someone makes a rude comment to me of COURSE I’m going to break their nose. Like I ever expect a freaking riot to start,” she grumbled, shaking her head suddenly. “But enough of my history, you’re a nice enough kid you won’t have such problems. Do what you wish with what you learn here and if that means only fighting when need be, then so be it,” she added. “Now, don’t expose... Er... Well, I would say don’t expose the underside of your arms as that’s where the veins are but that makes no sense with you and your metallic skin. Anyways, block your head like this.... your torso area like this and use your legs to block those low blows or catch low kicks with your hands,” she explained, demonstrating each defensive move as she spoke about it. “You try, and then we’ll do a little mock fight where you have to defend yourself.”