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What NOT To Do In A Fight / Wednesday, Period III / Week 7

"Since we're in the week before Homecoming, we're going to refrain from any serious attempts at combat because some of you may already be distracted," Ghanima said once everyone had arrived. "Instead, we're going to talk about banter."

"For some reason, fiction has popularized the idea that when two or more people are fighting, they're also engaged in witty banter or volleying insults or, perhaps, having a discussion on fighting technique, the meaning of life, what they had for lunch, or some other quip. The purpose is, theoretically, to distract or upset your adversary and allow you to gain the upper hand. I will confess that I personally do not understand the urge to banter during combat," Ghanima stated. "In my opinion, silence will do more to unnerve your opponent than any blithe quips."

Banter with Leto, of course, and sometimes even during sparring, but not during a real fight with someone other than her brother. She was more the type to stab someone in the back or with poison them with a blow-dart. Details.

"To show you how difficult it is to think up witty banter and fight at the same time, you all get ~~soft foam~~ Nerf swords, and I want you all to find a partner and try talking and fighting at the same time. If you aren't comfortable trying to hit someone, try knocking something off their head or out of their hand while moving and talking," Ghanima suggested. "Some of you seem to prefer non-lethal blows, and the coordination required to pull your hits accordingly is difficult in a best-case situation. When dividing your focus between combat and unnecessary verbosity? It can become downright impossible."

"Feel free to run, dodge, use your classmates as shields...whatever you need to do while trying to banter and fight at the same time."

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With great wit!

Ahsoka Tano

Rhys

Mara Jade

Gratuity Tucci

Jalian d'Arsennette

There's not much of it.

Grab some 'weapons' and try to banter as you attempt to disarm your opponent. Harder than it seems in the novels or movies, isn't it?

Lame banter will be judged by the teacher. You are warned.

Sorry, Ghani, but thanks to Obi-Wan and Anakin it was too late for Ahsoka, though at least she usually kept it to the lulls in action.

She picked up a pair of swords and tested their balance as she waited for a partner.

Rhys saw Ahsoka as a potential partner. And then saw the swords and rembered how vaaaastly under-qualified he was in comparison to that. And to at least half of the class. So. Better the bad-ass you know?

"Do people actually have time for that in the middle of a fight?" he asked, holding his sword like a baseball bat.

As his experience was more... banter while running the fuck away.

"It really depends on your opponent," said the girl who'd held something dangerously close to a philosophical argument with Dante while fighting angler frogs. "Some just aren't that challenging."

Of course, while she'd been talking she'd lunged out with a strike designed to knock a blade loose from that kind of grip.

Which meant he promptly dropped the 'sword' and cringed back. "Oh, god!"

Yeah. He was from a QTE game based off of a first person shooter. So bad-ass, our Rhys.

That was just sad, Rhys, Ahsoka hadn't even needed to use the Force.

"Well..." There was no way she could finish that sentence that wasn't going to mortally wound his ego.

"I was just surprised," Rhys insisted, way ahead of her on how pathetic that showing was. He picked up his sword and tried to mimic Zer0 on how to hold it.

Which meant he was now bitching kendo. Damn it, Rhys.

"Well, that's almost Shii-Cho form." If you were being very generous. Very, very generous. Generous enough that instead of trying to disarm him twice in a row, Ahsoka aimed am overarm blow at his head.

What? A youngling should have been able to block it. With their eyes covered!

You severely overestimated his skill level, Ahsoka. Which was nice, honestly. Rhys yelped again, but did manage to flail the sword up.

"Shii--what form?" he asked, wincing and trying to shake off the reverberations of the impact from his flesh hand. Because he never learned to just use the metal one for these things. Oh noooo, that would be too easy.

"Shii-Cho." Ahsoka did go for the disarming slash this time, because Rhys was clearly a danger to himself even with a foam weapon. "Younglings learn it."

Rhys was the cause of at least three quarters of the terribleness of his life. So, that wasn't a wrong assessment.

"Ow, shit," he muttered, scrambling to pick up his lost sword. "Wait, you teach kids to use swords?"

"No, lightsabers."

...

They had a training setting.

Which made giving laser swords okay! Did that at least limit the amount of limb removal? Did it?

"...are those like glowy swords?"

Limbs didn't usually start being lost until at least Padawanhood. Even then, Anakin was an outlier and should not be counted.

"Something like that." Exactly like that, even.

Really, the entire Skywalker clan shouldn't be counted. It was like the Force was out to get them via limb removal.

Rhys gave her a slightly confused look. "Are you a mercenary?" Oh god, those Athena vibes were spot on!

"What? Like a bounty hunter? No." Though there'd been offers.

Did she randomly rant at people that the Jedi made her kill her sister? Because then the whole Athena thing would be spot on.

"A lot of soldiers back home work for corporations. Or are mercenaries."

And super bad-ass.

She couldn't even remember if she'd had a sister. A biological one, anyway.

"Well I don't. Didn't."

"Oooookay," Rhys said slowly. "It's not a bad thing. I mean. Unless they're trying to kill me."

He cares so much about others.

Maybe the moose had been onto something putting him with Kuzco.

"I'm not doing that either." Because even hitting him with the foam sword felt like kicking something small and helpless.

That moose was doing god's work, to be honest.

"Thank you for that," Rhys said promptly. He tried swinging the foam sword in a cool way and nearly hit himself in the face with it instead.

Ahsoka sighed. Loudly.

But he was like a puppy! A dumb, ambitious puppy.

With robot parts.

"I think I'm getting the hang of this," he said wrongly.

And Ahsoka was starting to have a few theories about how he'd ended up with those robots parts.

"You're really not."

Tip looked at her foam sword and tried to think of witty banter to use for this exercise. All she could think of were taunts from Monty Python.

She didn't even know what an elderberry was.

She's around!

Book sale day at the library, may be SP until 6pm.

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