Fencing Club: Salle Wednesday After Classes

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Peter had blades and practice blades out in the salle as well as towels and water.  When everyone arrived, he stepped forward.  "Hello.  I'm Peter Pevensie if you all don't already know me.  This is the Fencing Club.  We're going to meet every Wednesday down here in the salle to hopefully all work with our blades and get exposure to a variety of styles."

He gestured to Deadpool if he was there.  "Professor Deadpool is our faculty advisor which means...I'm not sure what it means except that he's in charge if we need a teacher."

"Let's worry about introductions and such next week.  let's just warm up today and start drilling with each other.  If you don't know much about blades or swordwork, come find me and I'll introduce you."

[OOC:  Many many thanks to mouthy_merc who reminded me not twice but three times that we had club today.  I'll be out for a wee bit  this evening but back in plenty of time for tags.]

Comments

Re: Talk to Peter

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He'd learned by now that any comments he'd have as to the student's responsibility to learn at the right pace would be rebuked.

So he didn't say it, even if he thought it.

"If you say so."

He wouldn't have. She wouldn't have either.

He followed, performing them as he had the the first.

Re: Talk to Peter

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He nodded approvingly. "I wish everyone I taught broke it down as well as you," he said, possibly thinking of Jeff. "These forms I'm showing you, they're useful when you wish to practice by yourself. Continue working through them over and over until the movements come naturally."

Re: Talk to Peter

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He gave only a nod. Praise could be given when he'd accomplished the goal; promise was only as good as a promise, if that. After all, you could try as hard as you could and sometimes, you still weren't good enough.