Training Day (Open)

[thomasfang]

It was a quiet day in the middle of September,Only the sound of the howling wind was heard. Thomas followed the path leading into the forest, holding the falchion he acquired by his fencing coach. "Time to put this to good use" He says. Once he knew he was deep into the woods, he took off his vest and set it on the ground. After that he unsheathed his sword from the holster. "Don't need any of these this trees anyways" He'd say with a snicker afterwards. He'd point the thin blade towards a nice tree, concentrating everything around him. Then, in a flash, he began.

[Sammy Linsen]

    Sammy ran through the forest, silently making her way through the trees. Her eyes sparkled in the dim light and she grinned mischievously. She was angry and looking for a fight. That's why she had come all the way out to forest, hoping to find some darkness to fight. She'd been out here for hours and she still hadn't found any. She was beginning to give up hope. Sighing she concentrated on her surroundings and continued on. She was never going to find anything out here, she was sure of it. This sucks. Here I was looking to fight something and there isn't even any darkness out here tonight.

    She had started off walking, then jogging, then running. Alternating between the three, she had begun to grow bored and decided to try something new. So now here she was using her telekinesis to help her bounce off trees. (Like they do in anime's, when they jump from tree to tree.) This had turned out to be more fun than she had originally thought and she couldn't help but mentally pat herself on the back for coming up with such an absurd mode of transportation. When she surfaced from her flashback, she landed on a tree and bent her knees. Gathering strength, she pushed off hard and flew through the air, twirling around and giggled quietly. When she landed in another tree a couple hundred feet away she climbed to a higher branch and peered through the leaves. 

    
    She heard the boy before she saw him. Sitting silently on that branch, her cat ears perked up and she looked down to see a young boy of about 15, swinging something through the air. Upon closer inspection, she could see that he was using a sword and Sammy decided it was high time she brushed up on the history of swords. She loved learning new things and when it came to weapons she was always intrigued. He seemed to be using something called a falchion, a one-handed, single-edged sword dating back to the eleventh century. Impressive She thought to herself as she watched him. He seemed to be practicing, using the trees as targets. I guess it wouldn't hurt to watch him and see if he knows how to handle a weapon properly. So she gave up her search and sat down quietly to watch him practice.
    

[thomasfang]

He'd hold a firm grip on the hilt as he swung the sword. Each time he swings he steps with grace, imitating a dancer.He'd imagine he's fighting a whole army of warriors as he slashes bark off the trees. Soldiers fall left and right at his mercy. His swinging becomes a blur as he continues, picking up the pace. He didn't want to miss his daily scheduled chess practice. He finally stops as the wind rushed through the forest. He walks up to a tree, a large one. He concentrates all of his thoughts, his dreams, his fears into one spot. Then in a final attempt he slashes the tree in one movement. He sheaths the sword as he walks off, picking up his vest and dusting off. He'd snap his fingers in the air as the sound travels towards the tree. Then all that was heard was the falling of the tree smashing into the ground. He felt the shaking as he walks off, faintly smiling.

[Sammy Linsen]

    Sammy watched as the young boy slashed the bark off the trees. She wondered what exactly he was doing. He didn't seem to be training for any particular thing, so she assumed it was just a hobby. He soon came to rest in front of the tree she was hiding in and with a look of determination, he attacked the tree, shaking it violently. As the tree shook, she held on tight, trying her best not to fall. When the shaking subsided enough for her to see, she watched the young boy pick up his things and walk away. Stopping only once to snap his fingers, before walking away with a grin on his face. Soon after, the tree began to tip and she let go, falling hard on her back. 


    If I don't concentrate the tree is going to fall and crush me. She looked up at the tree, inching ever closer to the ground and concentrated. Though the pain in her back was making it hard, she used every ounce of strength she could gather and froze the tree, inches from crushing her. I've got this. She kept the tree frozen and breathing hard, rolled out from under the trunk. Her grip on the tree loosened slightly and she concentrated again, before jogging backwards, out of the reach of the branches. Finally when she was sure she wouldn't be severely injured she dropped her control and the tree hit the ground hard, shaking the earth and causing her to stumble forward. "Ow!" She cried out as a branch smacked her in the face, leaving a small scratch. "Why do these things always happen to me?" 


    She dropped to the ground, panting and reached out with her telekinesis. Using the last of her strength, she pulled at the boy, causing him to fly backwards. "Little jerk probably knew I was there." She grumbled. "Why did he have to do that? Doesn't he know he could've killed me?" The corners of her mouth twitched up slightly in amusement. If he had killed me, I probably could have come back as a ghost and haunted him. That would be pretty fun.
    

[thomasfang]

He'd fall back, dropping his things as he starred into the bright blue sky. "What the?" He'd say as he stood up looking behind him. He'd see a girl, about the same age he is, standing there slightly laughing. Who is this girl? He thought. He'd bent down and quickly grab his things, dusted off his black fedora off and placed it on top of his head. Maybe she did that. Must be another chaser with powers. He thought as he slowly reached for the weapon. With his hand on the hilt he quickly grabbed the sword, spun it around, just to show off a little, and pointed the blade towards the girl with a blank expression on his face. "Who are you? And were you the one who did that to me?" He said with a calm voice.

[Sammy Linsen]

    Sammy looked up at the sound of the voice, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. "Yeah, that was me. You almost killed me though, so I believe I am quite entitled to push you around a bit." Keeping her face neutral, she stood  up shakily. "What the Hell was that all about anyways?" She brushed a couple strands of hair out of her eyes and sighed. Last time I ever sneak up on someone. Who knew that sneaking up on people with swords could be dangerous? She thought to herself sarcastically. The wind blew through the trees, rustling the leaves and whipping her hair around. 

    "What were you even doing out here in the first place? I mean unless you have a death wish,most people avoid the forest." She didn't care if she was being rude, she was still kinda pissed about almost being crushed by a tree. She shifted her position and leaned against the tree next to her for support. "By the way, my name's Sammy, what's yours?"

[thomasfang]

"Name's Thomas" He says with the blade still pointing at her."Figured i would do some training out here." He's stared at her with the one eye showing, the other blocked by his hair, as if it was a secret."Never knew another was out here, i have no intention to fight you." Near the hilt the blade had a black king piece inserted inside the small engraving."I'm guessing you were in the trees stalking me like a raven, look what that led to Mademoiselle" He said is a slight french accent."My question to you, however, is why are you here, watching me?"

[Sammy Linsen]

    "I'd say it was a pleasure to meet you Thomas, but it really isn't." She replied, irritated. His hair was covering about half of his face, so she wasn't able to get a good look at him. Thomas seemed like he was ready in case a fight broke out, though he seemed to have no intention of fighting. "Never knew another was out here, I have no intention of fighting you."  She snorted. "That sword isn't going to do much for you in a fight, not against me at least. You already know I can move things without touching them. As I demonstrated earlier." She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and opened them again. There was a look of playful mischief in her eyes and she stood up. Leaning against the tree was irritating, the bark digging into her already sore back. He seemed unfazed by the fact that there was a possibility of a fight ensuing. 

     "I'm guessing you were in the trees stalking me like a raven, look what that led to Mademoiselle" His French accent was terrible and she raised an eyebrow. "Oh so we're speaking different languages now?" She crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her head to the side. "Je suis pas nécessairement que vous la traque . Je suis tombé sur vous dans mon voyage à travers les bois."(English:I wasn't necessarily stalking you. I just happened upon you in my trip through the woods.) (Sorry if this is inaccurate I used Google Translate.) Her French was a bit rust, but she assumed she had gotten the gist of it."My question to you, however, is why are you here, watching me?"

"I was just walking through the woods and I happened upon you here, practicing. I just thought it might be interesting to see your fighting technique." She shrugged, unfazed by the weapon pointed at her and blew her hair out of her face yet again.


(From now on, if I include a quote from you, it will be in bold so you can tell who is talking. Also thoughts will be in Italics. Except the line "yet again" is not a thought, it's just emphasizing how many times I have to move my hair out of my face cause it doesn't stay back.)

[thomasfang]

Knowing she wasn't posing a threat after the constant interrogation, he'd let his guard down a bit, but not too much not knowing what will happen."Well what ever happened im terribly sorry." For something I didn't know would happen. He though."Had nothing better to do, destroyed all of the equipment down at the sparring arena." He'd say proudly even though he owes them money for it."Figured we didn't need any of these small trees." Thinking back on her telekinetics he wasn't afraid. Moving objects with your mind...Well you cant move what you cant see.He'd snicker at the thought. 

[Sammy Linsen]

    She sighed, both annoyed and bored. This Thomas character didn’t seem to care that he’d almost just killed her or that he was destroying the environment. He apologized, but it didn’t exactly seem sincere to her and she suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. She made a mental note of his stance and which hand he prefered when holding his sword, as this information might come in handy later on.

    “Even if we didn’t need the trees, you’re still making quite a lot of noise and could potentially attract darkness to this area, making it unsafe for anyone who might happen to wander into this part of the forest.”

    He snickered and she looked at him questioningly. He seems to be getting a bit cocky. That’s never good, at least not for them. She dug the heel of her boot into the forest floor, looking about thoughtfully. This encounter had been quite interesting. She was intrigued by this boy’s power and, if they hadn’t met so awfully, then they might’ve become friends.

(I am so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry that I didn’t reply. I was going to reply to you like a day or two after you posted your reply, but I couldn’t find your character sheet and I needed it for some info I wanted to put in my reply that I can’t remember now. Just like yesterday, I told Chibi that when I went looking for your Character sheet I couldn’t find it and all I could find was mine and her replies to it. I assumed you had deleted your account and stupid me didn’t even thing to message you about it. I am really really sorry. Please don’t hate me. If you wanna continue this thread we can, but if not then that is fine, but feel free to join the Christmas party because something really cool is suppposed to happen. I hope you can forgive me for my screw up.)

[thomasfang]

Now that I think about it, the darkness could be attracted to the noise, bringing danger to the city."Alright then." He'd say finally while sheathing the sword. "These trees may be quote-on-quote useless, but they might as well stay." He'd give of a soft smile while turning the opposite direction. He'd bend down and grab his things. I wonder.... While walking away he says one word quietly to himself. "Checkmate.." His mind begins to fill with the different outcomes of what would have happened during the conversation. He would have died, darkness would attack but they would have survived, the girl would have ran away with his sword. But one thing caught his eye. A timeline where it was a casual conversation, nothing wrong. They would have talked, like they were friends. He'd stopped dead in his tracks thinking about it. "Would i really want that?" He'd say quietly.

(I am very sorry for not replying. School has been catching up with me and I couldnt buy time to use the computer so i hope you can forgive me too)

[Sammy Linsen]

    There seemed to be a compromise between them, he would stop cutting down trees and she wouldn’t punch him. That worked for her, as long as he didn’t attract any Darkness here than she was fine with him doing whatever it was he did out here. She stepped forward to shake his hand, but he turned and picked up his things. As he walked away, her cat ears picked up mumbling, but she couldn’t make out exactly what he was saying.

    She watched him walk for a moment, before speaking casually, feigning hurt. “Is that it then? You’re just going to leave me here without even a goodbye? I’m hurt.”

    She held back a smile and waited for a response, neither of them seemed very interested in becoming friends, but it seemed a bit rude to just walk away from a conversation. Apparently some people in this city had never heard of manners.