Let's get down to business

[unswervingcompanion]

WHO: Hendrik & yourself
WHEN: June
WHERE: The farm
WHAT: Training
WARNINGS: None, will change if needed





Making a temporary place for himself in an unfamiliar world was a huge task. But the one task the knight would never tire of is that of ensuring the safety of the Luminary. The boy would have been a Prince of Dundrasil had a cruel fate not befallen him. Torn from his family as an infant he was raised in a small village after being rescued from the water. Greater still was destiny's hand as he survived and grew to manhood. After more than a few wrong turns, Hendrik realized his great error in doggedly pursuing the boy with the very misguided intent of killing him. The knight had sworn himself to the Luminary, they became friends and the boy did his duty of delivering their world from an evil known as Mordegon. With the darkness conquered that had taken his own family, friends (including his childhood friend Jasper) and home, Hendrik remained vigilant even if he had yet to realize he and his companion weren't from the same time frames.

This vigilance included training so one day he was out to try and refocus on this task of trying to make the abnormal seem a little more familiar. So swordplay was the order for the day as much else wasn't being done at the current time.

So with an extra weapon or two thanks to the Luminary's forging ability, Hendrik is out practicing with his axe and shield. Turning when he hears footsteps, the tall knight would nod at whoever approached.

"Are you here to test your blade?"

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[unswervingcompanion]

Hendrik nodded, taking a few steps back just to give the other room to test the weight of the sword and give him a moment or two. This wasn't about besting, this was about learning and the knight even at the age of thirty six - could be patient. Shifting his six foot seven frame, he drew his axe, but held crossways in front of him, still allowing his fellow practitioner time to adjust. The other's words seemed to let him know that this wasn't familiar at all and so he had to allow him a few minutes of time.

There was a small smile at the part about something having gotten in close enough along with the ensuing comment. "Indeed. This place seems to be full of nothing but things gone wrong."

Death he understood. But this place was so full of it that it almost hung heavy in the air at all times. And that meant that he couldn't ever really seem to let down his guard. But that was what he'd signed up for back on Erdrea when he swore his oath to the Luminary.

Knowing the other might not be too confident in his ability to wield a sword, Hendrik nodded. "It may be best if you advance first."

[sergeant_slick]

The balance on the sword felt good, falling about the same place as it would on a knife. There was just a lot more weight and a lot more blade to contend with.

"I've only just shown up, but I've been getting that impression."

The clones all got told they were the best-equipped army in the galaxy, but that was a lie. Their plate was cheap, mass-produced armor-grade plastoid, with a number of design flaws that took months of training to learn how to work around. And a military-grade blaster rifle would punch through it with horrifying efficiency.

But it made up for all that by being lighter and quicker than metal armor. That was his only advantage here, because everything else was going to be improvising.

"Alright, then. Try not to take my head off too fast, will you?"

He closed the distance in a rush, trying a high feint to see if he could sneak in a strike beneath that, or maybe control the bigger man's weapon long enough to step in even closer and start fighting dirty, take a hand off the grip and throw a punch or an elbow. No sense not trying it, when the whole point was to see how a sword would work with what he already knew.

Damn thing had more momentum than he was used to, though, so he was expecting to get his ass kicked.

[unswervingcompanion]

The purple haired head nodded sagely. "I have found that it is an impression that will linger long here." Nothing had gone right since his arrival. And of course that didn't even explain how he'd managed to get captured in the first place. But as a knight of Heliodor, his mission had been to ensure the safety of other captors as they fought to get off of the ship.

The axe only went up when the other man advanced, and the knight braced for an impact. "I will not take your head off." That promise was made before he had to push down on the sword which was an impressive move on his opponent's part. Obviously he had been expecting his own kind of sword to sword or axe to sword clash but could go with another type of battle. And he'd barely gotten away from the punch that would've landed. But that earned a smile because the other was trying and that earned admiration points.

Hendrik though maintained a sense of fair play that he knew the other man would not receive from an enemy. So he didn't try to strike back or retaliate in any way. This wasn't about winning or proving he was an excellent fighter. This was about helping the man with him.

So he moved around a bit to put some distance there. "When you are ready, let us try that again."

[sergeant_slick]

"Been here a while, then?" He pulled back to reset. Not bad for a first try, but he was going to need to improve, and fast.

That didn't mean he couldn't ask about other things, too. "How are you keeping your hair that color? Locals have any good dye?" The red in his eyebrows was the only dyejob he'd had done in the weeks before ending up here. He'd done his hair a while ago, but he'd let it grow back in black when he started contacting the Separatists. Blending in had become more important then, but he couldn't entirely give it up.

He waited just long enough to give the man a chance to start to respond, then closed in for another attack. Throw off the guy's timing if he could, try a different opener. Keep testing what worked best.

[unswervingcompanion]

"I have been here long enough." Hendrik replied, waiting for the other man to get himself ready. And by long enough he meant enough and just wanted to go home. But the Luminary seemed bound and determined to help those here so the knight had gone along with it, assisting wherever he could.

With the hair question, that threw the taller man off. Did people not have purple hair where his opponent was from? Back home people had all sorts of colours of hair including pink. Maybe in this man's world such a thing wasn't even heard of. And that was odd to the knight.

That pause allowed his opponent to close in and battle brain kicked back on and barely deflected the blow. Hendrik then lifted his axe and crouched a bit. "I can see that you are a quick learner. So this should be interesting."

[sergeant_slick]

The compliment gets a bit of a smile. "Ten years of military training ought to be good for something." His entire life, though by normal human standards he looks to be in his twenties. He'd only been deployed for a few months, fighting a war that had none of the nobility of purpose he'd gotten sold back on Kamino.

Alright. That axe could hook and redirect a sword if it got in past the head, but with the right motion he might be able to slide the blade down the haft and catch the guy's fingers. He closes the distance again, trying to put the idea into motion.

[unswervingcompanion]

Military training? Well if that was true then Hendrik underestimated the man and made his guard rise. This would be an interesting battle and maybe he should try a little harder to attack instead of thinking this to be something as simple as teaching. So the knight nodded in understanding.

He continued to stand still as was his usual bit in battle. He never overexerted himself because he would need energy to make sure he could tank things and be the one to carry the Luminary off of the field of battle if it came down to it.

Gripping his axe firmly in hand, he waited for the strike, but was more prepared this time for a better hit.