Closed An intimite training [Sayren]

[Revy Hiroe]

65th day, Summer. Iron Fist school It had now been four days since she... taught Sayren some bedtricks. She had taken a little bit of distance from her, because she knew that if the two of them would've stuck together over those days, they most likely wouldn't have left it, unless when they were forced to. It was a bit hard on her, because she really wanted to be with the girl, but she wouldn't get any training done otherwise. Yet today she was gonna go pick the girl up again. However, not before she got some training done herself. That morning the woman had entered the training area with her glaive again. She didn't really feel like doing all weapons at once a little. It was best to master another one fast, then move on to the next one. So... the past days she had been working with this weapon, so she just had to continue. She simply started with a few simple strikes. All diagonal slashes, first from the top right to lower left, then cirkling back up for a strike from upper left to the lower right. This was easy and only served to warm her muscles up. Usually she did something like this in multiple sets, each fifty strikes long. But today she did only a single set of fifty strikes. After that she took a moment to relax as she walked over to the dummy. There it was time to start to learn how to strike properly so she could keep following up with another strike. Unfortunately she wasn't able to do more then simple attacks. So, the woman started to do the attacks she knew would work. Thrust, followed up by a slice aimed for the neck. Then it was a strike aimed at the lower part after which she circled the weapon around for an attack for the 'ribcage' of the dummy. The place where the ribcage of a human would be, which was unfortunately not present on this piece of wood. She continued like this for about a bell before.... she chopped off the upper part of the dummy. Her repeated strikes with a real weapon had created gashes in the wood until it finally gave way. "Ok, tiiiiime to quit.", she said a little embarrassed as she quickly walked away. "I'll.. just ehm.. go train with Sayren. Yeah, I'll do that." Knocking on Sayren's door, Revy asked: "Sayren are you in?" The woman forgot that she hadn't cleaned up the mess she left behind in the trainings room. Surely Sayren wouldn't notice that right? However, a few chimes went by without an answer from the room, so the woman entered.... an empty room. Sayren's stuff was still lying around, but she was nowhere to be seen. Only an unkempt bed showed that she was probably planning to return. An unkempt bed that... seemed rather attractive. It was the very same bed where Revy had taken Sayren's first. She wouldn't mind if the mercenary would lie down on it for a little right? Nah, she wouldnt, so Revy sat on it... and let herself drop backwards. The smell of the girl was still in the sheets. The woman caught herself turning around on her stomach and just sniff up the scent left behind.

[Sayren WindDancer]

It was early morning. Sayren had woken up. She stretched her arms up high and heard a few joints crinkle at the release. She gave a silent moan as she looked outside the window, then glanced back at the bed. She had a dream of Revy again. And just like the last couple of nights, she woke up to the disappointing cold empty spot on her bed where Revy had once been. Four days now...Sayren gave a discouraged sigh as got up and started to dress herself. First slipping on the black tights. Then the tan colored tunic. Some socks on her feet. Then threw on the boots after tying them off.

Not only had it been four days of waking up without Revy being beside her, but it was also four days of not seeing Revy at all. Not even a hint of her being around the school. Then again, she had been training with Ximal for two of those days. And the other two she had to herself...hoping to spend them with Revy, but alas...there was no sign of her. After she finished tying her boots off, she decided she was at least going to ride Garel for a few chimes. Maybe longer...not like she had much else planned for that day.

As she stepped outside, she was greeted by her loyal strider. He seemed rather today? He must be really excited to go out and ride again. She smiled as she welcomed him with a warm hug, "Least I can count on always seeing you every day can't I?" Garel's ears twitched as he glanced at the young woman inquisitively. Practically asking her, again? Her smile went weak as she gazed into the Strider's eyes, "That easy to read aren't I?" The stallion shrugged and then trotted around, offering his broadside to her as he maneuvered his head towards his back. His way of asking, 'Want to ride?'

Sayren gave a surrendered smile, "Sure, why not?" Then she climbed onto his back and reached around for his mane. "Ready when you are." He nodded and started trotting forward. Then when they were safely off the grounds, he began sprinting. The strider was keeping his breaths well spaced while Sayren held on. Motioning him to veer this way, turn here, move around that. This continued for about half a bell. Garel's breathing started to pick up laborously. So Sayren figured this would be a good time to return to the school, considering she didn't want to push Garel too hard, despite his confidence and pride.

When they returned, Sayren dismounted and allowed him to drink from the water as she removed his gear. She noticed she had gotten some sweat and thought it'd be best to taker a quick shower before some training. So she patted the strider's face and kissed his cheek before she departed. Heading towards the shower. And for a brief moment, she saw Revy, training in the training room. It took everything she had not to run to the woman and kiss her in all the ways she could imagine. However, the woman was training, and vigorously. The woman may not have noticed Sayren's approach, and since the woman was holding an actual weapon...she may uninteniontally lash out at Sayren, causing either severe injury...or death.

So for now, she dismissed the idea and continued on to the shower. Taking her clothes off as she started to bathe. The warm water was refreshing as it helped loosen her muscles and the soap helped revitalize her skin. When she finished a few chimes later. She stepped out and started to dry herself off. A thought came to her mind, maybe if she just stood off to the side and waited for Revy to notice her in a towel? That should definitely earn the mercenary's attention. She grinned evilly as she stepped out of the bathroom with her clothes resting in her arms. She noticed the woman was nowhere to be found. She blinked. She noticed the dummy had taken a beating as well...was it Revy's doing? Sayren then glanced over at her room, seeing that her door was open? That can't be right? She always closed her door before she left. She tip-toed over and found the culprit.

Sayren crossed her arms while she leaned against the doorway, grinning. The mercenary was smelling her sheets. Apparently the woman had missed Sayren as much as she had missed Revy. Which was then it dawned on Sayren, maybe the woman was actually trying to focus on training? Knowing that if the two of them saw each other, they'd quickly lose it and go at one another...just like that night. She gave a small smile as she decided to make her presence known. Gently knocking on the door, "See something you like Revy?" She was trying her best to look as seductive as she could, shifting her weight against the door as she pressed the towel towards her chest, making her seem to have more cleavage than she normally would as she slightly tilted her head against the door with wanton eyes gazing down at Revy. "Or should I say smell?" She couldn't help it, she had to giggle now when she saw the woman's reaction.

[Revy Hiroe]

The woman was so absorbed in her lover's smell that she didn't even notice that she had appeared in the doorway. Only when she knocked, did Revy realize that she had been caught. She quickly stood up, her face red as a tomato and coughed. She was not here today as a lover of Sayren, no she was here as a teacher today...... Even if she desired to pounce the girl right there, she couldn't let herself be swept in a current of lust again. "Sayren, I'm not.... ehm... here...", she started, but then saw the alluring posture of the girl. "K... keep it together, Hiroe. Remind yourself that you gotta teach her more..... and that doesn't mean more bed techniques.", she reminded herself. Though she reminded herself of that, she had already started walking to the girl. "T.. today I'm here as your teacher. We've gotta continue your training, so.... h.. hurry up and ehm...", she said, "Get dressed." But while she was talking, she had reached Sayren already and started to slip her hand inside the towel. Oh that feeling of soft skin. How she wanted to leave her mark on it again. She only softly rubbed over Say's belly for no more then a split chime, before she pulled her hands back and walked out of the room, not only her face red, but also her ears and neck. She had almost let herself get intoxicated with the girl's scent. It was getting really hard to keep her composure now, but with a sigh and not turning around, she then said: "Meet me in the training room. I'm gonna teach you some techniques with the sword." And off she was, away from that room that carried nothing but Sayren's scent. Away from the possible dange of pouncing the girl, away from any temptation.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren covered her mouth to stop giggling as she gave Revy an inquisitive look. The woman was fumbling over words. Even though she was attempting to sound so objectively, her eyes were keeping a tender gaze as she slowly approached Sayren. The woman was trying her best to issue a command, however, was failing miserably as she reached..into...Sayren's towel. Sayren shivered delicately. Oh how she missed that touch. The very same that had embraced her so lovingly that blissful night. Sayren was melting from that simple touch. Leaning forward slightly for a kiss but the woman had walked away. Telling her to meet in the training room.

Sayren sighed as she whispered to herself, "Okay..." Knowing the mercenary was probably already out hearing range for it now. She fully stepped inside her room now, closing the door behind her. She glanced down at her bed for a moment. The woman was smelling her sheets? Curiously. She sits down at the bed's edge and laid down on the bed, pressing her nose to the sheets. It was faint, but she could still smell Revy's scent, feel the fading warmth of her once present body.

The young Drykas couldn't help herself. She had removed her towel and had wrapped herself in her bedsheet. Imagining Revy holding her again. How relaxing it felt to have another heartbeat beside her. Sayren sighed as she gripped onto the sheets, "I love you Revy..." For a moment, her imagination took over hearing Revy say those same words. Now she was leaning down to kiss Sayren. Sayren leaned up to embrace those sweet warm lips. Only to feel cotton? She blinked. Reality...it was just her pillow and she sighed. "Guess I better get ready."

She got onto her feet and through on her cotton shorts and leather bra. DOing a few simple stretches before she left her room and heading towards the training room where Revy was waiting. Sayren reached for one of the wooden practice swords as she took a stance in front of Revy.

"What techniques will you teach me today, Miss Hiroe?" She was trying her best to sound objective. Shoving her emotions into a corner while she gazed up at the woman. It almost made her sound hollow. An empty shell standing in front of her lov-...her teacher at the time. She wasn't trying to sound ungrateful to see her. But...her mind was anywhere other than training currently. Hopefully she would understand...

[Revy Hiroe]

Once Revy entered the training's room, she immediately picked up a wooden longsword. She had done her warm-up only a little bit ago, so she didn't need it. The girl would need it though, especially with what Revy had....... not planned. She totally forgot to think of a few techniques to show Sayren, so she too could use the weapon a bit better. [i]"You stupid woman. How could you forget something so crucial? Were you so... distracted by the thought of that girl?", she chided herself mentally. She was thinking up some of the things she did with her sword when the girl entered.... and totally blew away all thoughts. There was so much exposure on the girl's body... as if she was making it hard for the teacher on purpose. Why did she have to pick this? Couldn't she.... just pick something a little more covering? "Ahum... yes.... so I'd like you to start with fifty swings of the same practice we had last time. After that I'll show you something that you can use against any armed opponent.", she said, quickly thinking of what she did to Savio. While the girl was busy doing her warm-ups, Revy could think of a few more things that Sayren would have to learn. Oh right, she'd have to learn for common weakspots, what was needed to keep your intent hidden and the pressure one needed to apply in battle. The only thing the woman worried about was being able to build up that pressure herself. Because she knew that she couldn't conjure up the bloodlust she had with Xi or Savio.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren waited for Revy to issue a drill, or even start showing her these techniques. Which one first she wasn't sure. However, the woman was struggling. Maybe this was as hard on her as it was for Sayren? After all, she was still trying her best to be a teacher to Sayren. So maybe if she just remained jaded like this, it might be easier for her?

Finally, the mercenary coughed up an order. Sayren was to do fifty practice swings. The same she had learned two weeks ago. Then the mercenary would show the young Drykas a technique that can used against any armed opponent. Sayren gave a simple nod, "Yes Miss Hiroe." Following that, she began with her first swing. It'd been awhile since she had done the swings, so naturally, it was a bit off for her. Losing her balance just slightly at first. However, by the third and fourth swings. She was getting used to the pattern.

About half a bell later, the student finished her fifty swings. Placing the blade's end into the ground as she rested her hands upon the mantle. Standing erect in front of Revy, with her heart pounding and her breathing heavier, "I'm finished Miss Hiroe." Sweat now was dripping down her arms, belly and legs. But she paid no mind to it, just kept her eyes on Revy. Waiting for further instructions.

[Revy Hiroe]

The girl's form had most definitely improved compared to two weeks ago. She should have gotten used to the weapon a little now, so she could be taught a few tricks she could utilize in battle. However, she was sweating a lot... causing her to seem rather attractive. The beads of sweat trickling down the girl's skin were truly a sight to behold. [i]"Keep your act together Hiroe, you're a teacher right now, not a lover.", she had to remind herself again. "Okay, I'm going to show you something for which you need to create a gap. This can only be done on an armed opponent, usually if they have a single weapon. I haven't tried this yet with opponents using shields nor dualwielding, so I can't say for certain that it'll work on them.", she started to explain as she walked in front of the girl. "The gist of it is to hit the opponent's weapon away and follow it up with a punch or kick. If timed right, you'll be making them see stars, gasp for air or.... grasp something rather sensitive." Then she took her own stance as she said: "Take your stance, I'll show it to you once, then you have to do the same. We'll keep going at it 'till you can at least properly hit the weapon away. Don't be afraid to hurt me, because most likely you wont." The moment the girl would take her stance, Revy would lash out, hitting Sayren's wooden sword, just above the hilt. Most likely it would fling her arm, along with the weapon, to the side, creating an opening where the woman could punch the girl, stopping just in front of her face.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren listened closely to Revy. The mercenary was going to teach her about a technique that would create a gap between her and the opponent. Normally useful against enemies with only a single weapon, it was unsure it would have the same effectiveness against opponents clad in shields or those who dualwielded weapons. Which seemed reasonable to say. A person with a shield could easily block an oncoming attack if used correctly, and a person who was skilled with dual-wielding would surely just use the other hand to apply pressure.

Especially after Revy gave Sayren a quick demonstration. It was pure luck on Sayren's part that the weapon hadn't dislodged from her hands. She felt even more so, when she realized Revy's fist was in her face. She closed her eyes, expecting the hit. But it never came, her skin was only kissed by a quick lurch of breeze. Her eyes opened and she saw Revy's fist just dangling in front of her.

Now, she was just hoping she would be able to do the same. Cause she couldn't imagine herself even trying to hurt Revy. Not that she could if she wanted to, Revy probably would've seen it coming a mile away. She just couldn't get it out of her mind that it would be her lover that she would be striking. She raised her sword to strike, but she lowered it with a sigh, glancing up at Revy in sorrow, "I'm sorry Revy...I can't...I can't hurt you..."

[Revy Hiroe]

Of course the girl was scared. The woman didn't expect anything else, yet it still gnawed at her heart. She didn't want to do it, but she had to. After all, she was still a teacher. And it would only be in the girl's benefit if she learned how to wield the weapon properly. Or even improvise with it so she could pull of combinations. "I'll be the demon for you, Say. I'm gonna drill whatever I know of this weapon into that cute skull of yours, even if you hate it.", she thought as she gathered her resolve. Revy knew that the girl would most likely object to this kind of training. She didn't expect any less, because she too didn't want to hurt her. Yet she resolved herself to being a demon, so she would continue with it. "Oi brat. We aren't lovers here, we are nothing more then teacher and student. So either you are gonna do it, or I leave you here alone. Keep in mind that we will continue tomorrow with the same thing, as long as it takes for you to get it into that stupid lil' head of yours.", she said. "Until you get this into that head of yours, we won't ever change from these roles of teacher and student, along with all the limitations. So what is it gonna be? You gonna do as I told you? Or do you only want to keep doing this, and see me only as a teacher from now on?" Most likely Sayren was going to not like this, absolutely not, but it was a necessary evil. Revy too wouldn't like having to stay as a teacher all the time, not even being able to share the bed with the girl again, but..... she had made her resolve, and gave her word for it, so she would carry it out. Even if it meant that she'd lose her lover like this.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren cringed when Revy started to become more fierce. However, Sayren knew Revy was holding back. She wasn't being as hard on her as she normally would have been. Nonetheless, Revy was putting energy into trying. Sayren felt a surge in her chest. The woman was trying her best to uphold to her job as a teacher and to actually try to teach Sayren, while Sayren practically just gave up because she couldn't bare to hurt her lover. What kind of determination is that?

She had to think to herself, behind these walls, it was student, and teacher. Not lovers. She gripped her sword tightly. She remembered the mercenary had hit the weapon by the hilt of it. She glanced at Revy's sword, giving it a quick examination. The grip seemed loose, however, Sayren knew the mercenary can make deceiving appearances. She tightened her grip on the sword, her left hand up towards the hilt while her right hand rested towards the end, waiting for its opportunity to strike. Since she worked with Ximal with punches, she was hoping this would work in a rather flowing manner.

She swung the sword a few times, trying to measure it's speed so she could adjust to its timing. Then, she lurched forward and smacked the tip of her sword against Revy's handle towards Sayren's left and Revy's right side. (Hopefully) Should the mercenary avoid her block it, she will attempt a jolt backwards. Should the attack follow through, she will used the built up moment from the swing of the blade and thrust of her fist towards Revy's belly. Not wanting to...aim for those mounds of flesh. Distracting her as she threw her punch.