Closed An intimite training [Sayren]

[Revy Hiroe]

Well at least her words hadn't missed their target. The girl seemed to be a bit more eager to continue the training now. Had she realized that she was just a mere student now? Or had she gotten angry with the woman? Either way it didn't matter, because right now she was going to try her first attempt at what Revy had shown her. "Okay, that's better. At leas she's going to take this seriously.", she thought. Even though she had thought that.... she came out betrayed. The girl swung her sword not at full strength. It was far too easy to keep her sword in the same place, even though she hit it. Was she making light of the mercenary? If so... she was going to feel it. However, she played along a little. She let herself be opened up, so she could see what the girl would do next. "I'm gonna make sure you will take this seriously, Sayren.", she thought to herself as she saw a punch coming in. Another half-hearted attempt at an attack? What was this girl doing? All Revy did was tense her belly-muscles to almost completely nullify the power of the attack. She was pissed now, she was really getting pissed. "Sayren...... try that shyke ONE MORE TIME and you'll be sorry. I don't want HALF-HEARTED ATTACKS. Come at me with your full strength. Also... didn't I tell you that if you are right handed, your RIGHT hand should be near the hilt? So why am I seeing your left hand there? Now do it properly.", she said with a cold voice.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Her strikes were half-hearted. She knew it. The mercenary just merely went along with it even though it was obvious these strikes wouldn't do much even if they did hit. There was no intention behind them, no drive. She just couldn't must've up any destructive force against Revy. How could she just forget all that they did? The bath...the shopping...the night of love they had experienced. How could she just chop those bits of memory away and look at this woman as her teacher once more...then her question had came. It was abrupt. Simple and cold. The harshness that Revy had been once before.

She heard the objective...empty...and enraged tone from Revy's voice. The very same voice that she just simply down right hated. Her muscles had tensed and her teeth gritted. There was almost nothing else she could think of that were pour out her rage more than this voice. Her hands gripped tightly on the cylindrical handle of the sword. She didn't even bother with getting back into a stance. She brought her right hand up to the hilt of the sword. She pulled back enough just to swing the sword to her left now. Leaning forward to add more power into the swing. Hitting at the hilt as hard as she could.

Remembering the use of momentum, she spun on the tip of her toes and vaulted a kick towards Revy's chest. Even stiffening her foot at the last second to add more blunt force to the strike instead of a whipping attack. She knew at any moment any of this could've been blocked, avoided, probably even stopped. She didn't care. She just wanted that voice to stop. She wanted her lover to come back. This woman wanted force, very well, she will provide force.

[Revy Hiroe]

Oho, now the girl was really serious. It was as if hearing that particular voice incited her into a rage. Well... if that was what it took to get her to properly train, then Revy would just have to keep using it didn't she? The girl actually listened thanks to that. She knew because she could see that the brat had shifted her hands, bringing the right one just below the hilt. "Maybe I'll go easy on her if she's this determined.", she thought to herself. However, she didn't expect the girl to hit the woman's sword that hard. It came as a total surprise and because of this, she actually lost grip on it. "Damn, she's doing better then I had expected..... Oh shyke!", she thought as she saw the kick incoming. She instinctively braced for the impact, shoving her right foot out and lowering her should a little. And then the kick impacted on her shoulder, quite hard at that. This brat really packed more punch then the mercenary had expected. "Oho, maybe there actually is some hope for you, brat.", she said, "If you can muster up this kind of strength I'm sure that you'll fare better against me if I'd fight you." The woman was glad that the girl was actually this strong. That way she could protect herself even a little, or at least long enough for Revy to come save her. "Always keep in mind to use the sword either as a gap opener, or as a finisher. It may be used as a main weapon, but that would only be using half the potential of it. One standard rule in combat is to always keep your intent hidden for as long as possible, so that you may catch your opponent by surprise. We'll work on that later, but for now we continue this.", she explained. Then the woman walked over to where her wooden sword had landed. "Damn, my shoulder's hurting more then expected. Gotta be careful not to get hit there again, she might even knock my arm out.", she thought to herself as she cringed a little. Yet she had to hide this, because she knew that if the girl found out exactly what she had done, she'd start half-assing it again. And if she wanted to get stronger, that was something Revy would just not allow.... even if she'd get a bruised arm in return.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren blinked as she lowered her foot. Holy shyke. She actually hit Revy. She was torn. Wanting to praise herself for actually landing a strike on Revy. However, this also tore at her insides. She knew that was a well powered hit. the force of her muscles combined with the momentum which was even more so influenced by the weight of the longsword. She meant to ask Revy if she was okay, but the woman had smiled. Congratulating Sayren on the force she had put behind it and that she might actually fair a better chance against the mercenary.

Afterwards, the mercenary went to grasp onto the dislodged weapon, explaining to the young Drykas about how a sword could be used as a gap opener or the finisher. It is a main weapon, but it would only serve as half its potential. One common rule about combat, whether it'd be armed or unarmed, is to keep your intent hidden from your opponent, this way the fight will be in your advantage. However, it was going to be something they will work on at a later time.

The woman stepped into a stance, and Sayren saw it. The mercenary had flinched towards her shoulder. It was a subtle movement towards her left shoulder with a small wince. She was trying to hide it from Sayren. To make her push more. Sayren chewed on her lip as she placed herself in a stance as well. Switching up the tightness in her grip as she gazed at Revy. She hurt her. Not only did she strike at the woman she loved, but she also hurt her. She wasn't sure how bad the injury could've been cause she knew Revy was tough. However, the woman still flinched from it.

She didn't make Revy any promises...but she wasn't going to lower her output...she wanted this over as soon as possible...so she could treat that injury. Give it sweet...and tender care. Tell the woman she loved her so much and that she was so sorry for hurting her...

[Revy Hiroe]

As the mercenary got back in position, taking up her stance again, she could feel the muscles in her shoulder protest. It hurt, but she just had to bite through that pain and keep on going. he wanted the girl to at least do that move four more times successfully. Otherwise she might forget how to do it right after a little while. "Just keep at it, Hiroe. You can do this. You've been injured far worse more often, so just ignore it.", she repeated a couple times mentally. She took a quick look at the girl and saw that she was concerned. "Oh god... she won't start holding back now, right? Ugh, gotta piss her off again then.", she thought as she started to grin rather sadistically. "Hmm... let's see if this lil' brat can do it again. Keep in mind that I might react this time around.", she said rather patronizing. She talked to Sayren as if she were talking to a kid. The woman still had to think of another exercise to do. But nothing came to mind. And then the girl swung her sword again. This time around, Revy wasn't just waiting for it to hit her weapon. Instead she swung it right at the other's weapon, having them clash together. "Told ya I would react.", she said as she grinned, "Always be ready to improvise.", she said rather sadistically.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren was moments away from dropping her sword. Wanting to approach Revy so badly to tend to her. However, the woman had taken a stance with a malevolent grin. Calling her names and to push to strike again and that she may react this time. And now, she was being talked down to. Another thing she just couldn't stand.

With an intense gaze in her eyes and a tightening grip upon her sword. Sayren dashed forward, swinging her sword at Revy's. It didn't take much effort on Revy's part to let the swords clash. The woman's grin only grew saying that Sayren was warned and for her to always be ready to improvise.

Sayren narrowed her eyes. Improvise? Sure. She would do just that then. She was starting to quickly think of her options. A headbutt would certainly surprise the mercenary, but the woman was still quite a few inches taller than her, so the likeliness of it being effective at all was minimal. She was in no position to lay a kick either. Not that it would do her much good now since the mercenary can expect it.

This left a punch. She couldn't pull back and throw one. But from the close proximity of their swords clashing, she could definitely vault a quick punch to the gut. However, she risked her guard being down since she'd throw the punch with her stronger right hand. Leaving her weaker left hand to hold the blade in place, if she could even manage that. Oh well...time to act!

She removed her grip from the sword and pushed her fist forward towards Revy's gut. She had a feeling this wouldn't quite play out the way she wanted it too. More than likely, Revy's strength would press forward and push Sayren off balance. Either that some other maneuver Revy could muster. Which ever way, Sayren made her next move. Now it was Revy's turn to strike.

[Revy Hiroe]

The mercenary quickly went over the girl's options for an attack as she saw her getting angry. They were quite limited if she thought about her height and the time it'd take for it to prepare. Most likely it was going to be a punch and in that case she should try to create a small opening first by giving a sudden push. If she didn't, she was only creating a possibility for her opponent. "Let's see how smart she is.", she thought to herself. And then the girl prepared her attack. She didn't try to bring Revy off balance, even if a little. She just let go with one hand to punch. "Stupid girl.", Revy said almost immediately after the girl prepared. The woman quickly made her move by pushing her sword out suddenly, letting go the moment she felt when the girl started to lose her balance. Then she set in her own attack. She made a fist, and aimed right for the girl's stomach. She wasn't gonna waste a breath just to hold back and wanted to drill it in hard. If she was gonna be angry because of that, so be it. Revy could always apologize if needed. However, she still wasn't going to hold back. Sayren needed to be taught and the woman only taught by fighting. There was nothing that could beat hands-on experience and that was something she wanted to give to her students.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Right before Sayren could throw her punch. Revy had thrown Sayren off balanced and wailed a fist into her gut. There was little she could do to stop it. Least she knew of, but she was expecting it at least. She wanted to be angry for being hurt by this woman. But she knew it wasn't out of hatred. This woman was trying to teach her young lover Sayren what it meant to be a fighter. So now all Sayren could do is just show what she knew, and keep pushing with her determination till she learned more things. And then continue on with the more techniques she'd learn. Until she herself became a master at combat. Not having to worry about herself...or Revy now.

Not that she did or had to...but a lover can worry. Even if its not necessary to. Sayren took a breath. It was difficult since Revy had given quite a hit to the stomach. But it was something she could work with. "So...before striking...you distract them?" She was doing her best to learn the most she could from the quick clash. After all, she wanted to prove to Revy she could handle her own. Not only that, but maybe she can protect Revy. Or maybe a day will come when she'll have to. What if Revy was hurt? Or seriously injured and she couldn't defend herself?...Sayren would have to stand up for her...

She gripped the handle of the sword tightly as she gazed into Revy's eyes. "I want to learn to protect myself...I want to be able to stand up for you as well...So teach me all you can." She was waiting patiently in a stance, her breathing still harsh from Revy's punch to her gut.

[Revy Hiroe]

It was good to see the girl catch on so quick. It was as she said, one had to create an opening first before attacking. If you didn't, they could do it themselves and counter attack. Revy had found out that herself when she was still learning under her first teacher. However, he didn't go easy on his pupil as Revy had done right now. He beat her up completely. She still shuddered at the thought of meeting him again. "Yeah, you first need to create an opening when clashing. If you don't, you'll find yourself counterattacked. And something like that doesn't always end as pretty as it did right now.", she explained. "It doesn't matter what you do to distract them, as long as you win. Losing is not an option in a fight. So don't worry and fight as dirty as you can." She started to smirk with that last bit. Oh how it was her favorite to fight dirty. Cheap shots to the gut, blows below the belt and kicking them when they were down. If it meant victory, everything was allowed. The girl's second remark hit a sore spot. That girl protecting Revy? What was she thinking? No way in hell would she allow herself to be protected again. She didn't want to ever end up in the same situation as when she lost her family. "You protecting me? Don't make me laugh. I ain't gonna let you do that. So you just focus on getting strong enough to protect yourself.", she told the girl. "Now to continue, a fight is more a game of wits, then of strength. While you need strength, if you can outwit your opponent, even a weakling can defeat a strong one. So at all times, you need to keep your head clear. Anger and rage are fine, but don't let them control you."

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren listened to Revy's words as closely as she could. The mercenary explained how it was best to first create an opening when facing off with an opponent. If not, it was likely that Sayren would find herself counterattacked. And normally...it didn't quite play out with how Revy was nice towards Sayren. The manner of how one could go about distracting others did not matter. So long as the endgame was victory. Getting down and dirty will be granted with whatever means necessary.

After Sayren had told Revy that she wanted to protect her. The mercenary seemed to have just pushed the thought aside and said to just for on making her able to defend her own self. The woman continued on explaining how fighting wasn't simply just a matter of strength but wits as well. Even a weakling could clearly overtake a much stronger offender. And while having rage during a fight is okay, it shouldn't be in control of your actions.

She paused Revy for a moment, lifting up her finger in means to ask her a question. The woman remained silent and Sayren approached her with a hug. "I know you are strong Revy. However, I want to become stronger. I originally wanted to become stronger so I could best my brother. And...well...I...I never thought I would fall in love with someone while I was so young...my brothers are many seasons older than myself. They have yet to find their own lovers."

In her mind, she made a mental note, 'Surprised Gravun never found one...he flirts with women so oftenly...' Then she thought what would happen if he had met Revy...she unintentionally tightened her grip on Revy. The woman was hers...Not Gravun's...May her Windmarks be removed if she allowed her older brother to steal her woman from her. When she realized her grip on Revy was rather tight, Sayren pulled away with a slight tint of red in her face, "Sorry...I started thinking about how I wanted to be stronger than my brothers...I remembered Gravun was...quite the woman pleaser..." Her fist started tightening and she said the last word with a bit more ferocity than she had intended to do.