Ginaz Training

[Andreea Batatorescu <Chaos.Kitty@k.ro>]

                        Ginaz Training
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<<Sisay and Slivon cross swords in the training room of the Ginaz
Embassy.>>


Training Room -- Ginaz Embassy (Kaitain)

        The smell of sweat pervades the air despite the efforts of several
overworked air purifiers. The floor is entirely covered with a firm black
mat, and the walls of the room are lined with racks that hold various
weapons. At any time of day or night, there are always people in here
practicing martial arts, swordfighting, and weaponry of all types. There
are some small classes, groups of students mimicking a teacher's maneuvers,
but the majority of the people in the room are sparring one-on-one or in
smaller groups. A small door to the northeast is filled with steam,
apparently leading to public showers.

Exits:
 Plasteel Doors <S> leads to Office of the Hasaki-Shi -- Ginaz Embassy
(Kaitain) 
 Plasteel Doors <W> leads to Swordmaster's Office -- Ginaz Embassy
(Kaitain) 
 Plasteel Doors <N> leads to The Commons Wing -- Ginaz Embassy (Kaitain)

Slivon walks in from The Commons Wing through the Plasteel Doors.

Sisay:

        Sisay has a tall and imposing figure, her black curly hair bundled
together in a pony tail with a silver hair-pin. Her black eyes glimmer in
the light, expressing a calm state of mind. Pink, sensual lips seem to
smile mysteriously, outlining her two dimples on her cheeks. The pony tail
outlines the delicate and elegant neck line. 
        She wears a black suit made of a light material. A black jacket
with red lines on the arms protects her torso and chest where she wears the
small dragonfly insignia of her House. A leather belt is tightly buckled at
her waist, holding a shield generator, a metal rapier scabbard and a dagger
sheath. Several small pockets can also be seen at the rear end. The suit
continues with a pair of black pants which fit the lady's athletic legs
tightly but still feeling comfortable. She wears a couple of black war
boots which make loud noises should she step on bare floor. 
        Between the opened sides of the vest, crossing her neck almost
invisibly, a leather band can be seen. At a closer look, one could see a
big claw which hangs from the band at the Lady's chest. A deadly bear claw.



Slivon:

Slivon
	You see a tall, muscular man bearing the House Ginaz sign. By the looks of
it he is a guard of some kind. You see 3 pips on his revere, indicating he
is of the rank of Captain. He seems to notice that you are looking at him
and you notice he has dark-brown eyes that fit his dark, curly hair
perfectly. Along side of both sides of his nose run 2 scars, seemingly the
result of being captive somewhere. It is obvious that this man has been
working out, as his muscles are clearly visible trough the uniform. He
wears a black and purple Ginaz Guard uniform from only the best quality
fabrics found on Marcinko only. There is a small emblem patched on it, with
a Dragonfly holding two crossed swords, the symbol of the Hasaki-Shi, the
Marquis' Elite Guards. There are two small medals attached to the piece of
clothing covering his heart, symbolizing Honour and Glory.
	You can see that he is carrying several items with him including a belt
with the standard issue Holtzman Shield Generator, a small lasgun and a
short sword for close combat situations attached to it. In his pockets are
some Solaris, a pen and a few pieces of paper, but you can't see those of
course.

----

Sisay enters the room dressed in her black practice suit. She approaches
the weapon rack and retrieves her rapier from it. She quickly powers her
shield up, unsheaths her rapier and turns back to the Captain: "Ready,
Cap'n?"

Slivon looks at Lady Sisay, impressed by her choice of weapons. He himselve
has a rather short, but dangerous sword on his back, and a pointy dagger on
his belt. "Dear Lady, let's go over the rules of this training fight
quickly. Every trick is allowed, but no life-threatening injuries." He
draws his sword in a fluent motion and assumes the combat position.

Sisay grins wickedly. "Sure, sure. You're just afraid of me, admit it!" And
the Lady thrusts forward in a cat-like jump.

She caught Slivon quite by suprise, but he manages to step aside to get out
of the collision course. He immediatly turns round, and twists his sword
preparing it for another attack from the fierce Lady.

<<Slivon thinks: She's got a fighters spirit alright. Let's see if she has
the skill as well.>>

Sisay allows herself yet another grin. "Beware the wolves!" she yells and
gracefully lowers her upper torso while her sword parries Slivon's blow.
With her free hand, she extracts the doe-foot dagger from its sheath,
keeping it ready for attack.

Slivon seeing Sisay taking out her dagger he quickly reaches down to his
belt and activates his shield and in the same motion takes out his own
dagger. With a shield-distorted voice you hear him say "Wolves hunt in
packs, single them out and you have found their weak spot."

Sisay pirouettes around, straightening her body and swings her blade in a
swift move aimed towards Slivon's chest. The speed is high and it'd never
make it through the shileld. However, the dagger in her hand subtly changes
position. It is held upright and the hand is flexed for an attack.

Ignoring the fast sword Slivon focuses on the blade which seems to be
preparing for a slow penetration. He takes a small step backward, placing
his weight on his right foot and waits for Lady Sisay to use the dagger.

The dagger remains safely in the Lady's hand which is kept a little behind.
One can notice her tiny muscles flexed and ready to burst. However, nothing
happens with the dagger. Only the rapier begins a fast blade dance, slicing
the air in front of her. She moving slowly, with the feet flexed towards
Slivon.

Slivon knows that Sisay is most likely waiting for something, a mistake
from his side perhaps. He decides to try her out and lowers his sword for
only a fraction of a second. In the meanwhile his sword remains calmly in
his hand.

Sisay suddenly leaps forwards, turns around, pressing her sword tightly
upon his. As the turn completes, her other hand holding the dagger, slowly
enters the shield. However, the motion is not as slow as it should and the
shield humms and scintilates at the point of entry.

Slivon puts quite some strength into blocking Sisay's sword attack when he
hears the humming. "The bait worked" he thinks to himself and uses his
dagger to fend off the penetration. Suddenly he increases the pressure on
the sword trying to unbalance sisay.

Sisay lets out a shriek as she falls to the ground, loosing the grip on her
dagger which is sent spawling across the room. Instead of stopping from her
fall, the Lady crosses her empty hand at her chest, keeping the other arm
with the blade near her body and rolls away, before Slivon could strike
from above.

Slivon takes a long step forward and turns so he stands between Sisay and
her dagger, thus making it impossible for her to reach her secundairy
weapon, but knowing Lady Sisay he isn't sure she hasn't got another one
hidden somewhere between her clothes. He points his sword towards her, and
expects her to do some kind of leap-while-getting-up-move, and places his
weigth in his front leg to make sure he can give some counterbalance in
case such an attack happens.

Sisay raises up quickly from the ground with a smile on her face. She
grasps the sword in both her hands, flexes her kees getting into a
crouching possition as she circles around Slivon. "Smart move... got
anything more in store?" she asks, still smiling brightly.

Slivon,clearly noticing that Sisay is chattering as a diversion, steps
backward on the dagger to prevent Sisay from picking it up and softly
replies "That too, was a good try, but you should not be too obvious trying
to create a distraction."

Sisay grins from ear to ear, coninuing to circle Slivon and taking just one
quick glance to where her dagger stands. She murmurs: "Come get me if you
can..."

While Slivon and Sisay fighting a small crowd gathered round, watching both
of the fighters tactics. Slivon is aware of the fact that Sisay will do
anything to get her dagger back, as the long sword will never be able to
pass the shield unnoticed. He continues to back towards the dagger.
Suddenly someone from the audience picks the dagger up and throws it well
aimed at Sisay so that it lands right in front of her. Slivon curses softly
inmouth, but is unable to make out who it was.

<<Slivon thinks: If I ever find out who you are, I am going to make sure
that you will never, ever do such a thing again. Interfering little
bugger.>>

Sisay curses an indecent word, picks up her dagger and throws it towards
the crowd. It lands directly in the wooden mounter of a window, bedind
Slivon at a mere milimeter away from a young man's ear. It is one of the
guards, in off-duty uniform. As he realizes the dagger missed him by an
inch, he turns white, closes his eyes and faints, falling to the ground.

Slivon is suprised by how decent Sisay handled the interference from the
audience. He decides to make this a fair fight and put away his dagger back
into it's place on his belt. He then leaps towards Sisay in an attempt to
get behind her to strike at her.

Sisay drives her sword in an arc which wards off Slivon's attempt. She
leaps back a couple of paces then she turns around in one of her
pirouettes. When she completes the turn she swings forth fo strike Slivon,
only this time, the sword has switched hands.

Slivon crosses blades with Sisay, sparks springing from the point where the
swords collide. He again puts full strength to his sword in another attempt
to take Sisay down.

Sisay counterbalances Slivon's strength by lowering her knees, letting the
thrust pass through her body, being countered by the friction force with
the ground. She winces but throws her sword in the air in an attempt to
swotch hands again.

Quickly recovering from the failed attack he leaps forward while Sisay is
fiddling with her sword, with his sword straight forward. Not trying to go
too fast so he can penetrate the shield he gets nearer and nearer to Sisay.

Sisay suddenly panics, the sword clashes to the ground, her hand grasping
nothing but air. She freezes while the sword penetrates her shield. Her
eyes widen, noticing the sword approaching her breast. 
<<Sisay thinks: What the... >>

Slivon continues the move until he is just in front of Sisays chest. He
then it upwards a bit to her throat and begins to speak: "It seems I have
won this fight, My Lady. It seems you were a very worthy..."

Sisay looks at the sword pointing at her throat. Her eyes, open wide in
surprise... and defeat, look at Slivon in the eyes. She shrugs, quietly
awaiting the threat against her neck to pass...

... "opponent." He removes his sword and places it back in it's sheath.
Than he hands out to Sisay to help her get up.

Sisay grasps Slivons hand and stands up. She sighs, deactivates her shield
and ruffles Slivon's hair. "Yes, you too Cap. You too!" She beams a cute
smile and then heads to recover her sword and dagger. She says, looking at
the guard who just wakes up from his faint: "Captain, would you kindly
instruct your men _never_ to interfere in a training? Who knows, I might
miss the next time." The last words are spoken sharply, looking down at the
guard.

Slivon grins and says "Believe me Lady, I was as annoyed as you were."
Although the man isn't one of the Hasaki-Shi guards he does make a mental
note to himself that it should be taken into the Guard Training Program.
"If you don't mind, I am going to hit the showers, this training was quite
exhausting."

Sisay nods as she places the rapier back into the rack. "As will I,
Captain. Thank you." She turns around and waves towards Slivon, then heads
out towards her own quarters.





  


 



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