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fandomhigh2019-07-23 05:55 am
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Weapons 101; Tuesday, First Period [07/23].
Look. Amaya liked the whole open clearing in a forest for a festival sort of set-up for this class; it reminded her of home, and it seemed to be working pretty well, so she was sticking with it, one area clearly set for the lesson and going over the weapons, the other area set up with a flock of practice dummies just waiting to meet their brutal fates. And brutal it would be, for today, they were talking maces.
"Maces!" Amaya announced happily once it seemed everyone who could even make it and didn't wind up somewhere else instead would be there, brandishing one happily, and then pounding the head of it (it wasn't a particularly spiky one) into her hand. "Our introduction into blunt, or bludgeoning weapons! You can't go wrong with a mace; I'm going to be honest, all of that fancy work you can manage to get out with a sword or some other weapon might look nice, there's a lot to be said about a battle won through bloodshed, but you can't get more efficient than just conking someone upside the skull with a nice hunk of beautifully formed metal on a stick."
"And blunt force trauma to the head," supplied the...noticeably bespectacled and buttoned-up Rosa with a distinct lack of leather besdie Amaya, pushing up her glasses, "is no laughing matter, causing either a shaking of the brain or a direct injury to the brain. Even if it doesn't kill you, it could cause severe damage in the form of convulsion, partial or complete paralysis involving one or more limbs, loss of consciounss, personality changes, diminished coordination, blurred vision, severe headaches, and much, much more."
Amaya sort of glanced over at Rosa for a moment, because, yes, she was used to Rosa talking about physical damage that could be done to people, but the graphic nature of it was much more...colorful, and the whole matter-of-fact way in which she said it was a little unsettling. But not as upsetting as Rosa in a pastel blouse and pantsuit.
Yes. Pantsuit.
"So, anyway," said Amaya, dragging the attention back to the things doing that damage rather than the damage itself, "a mace consists of a strong, heavy, wooden or metal shaft, often reinforced with metal, featuring a head made of stone, bone, copper, bronze, iron, or steel. It's essentially a beefed up version of a club, back when people were discovering how to use metal in all sorts of tools and weapons and they considered putting some on top of a club and realized, yes, this, this will do much more damage, let's stick with this! Now those early maces weren't very effecient because the heads on them were contantly busting and breaking from the impact, but, over the years, as metalworking and blacksmithing developed, they were able to reinforce the heads to become stronger and take better blows, as well as leading to interesting designs, a variety of which you'll see here."
She gestured to the wonderful array of different shapes and designs on the rack behind her.
"Now one--" Amaya started with the next part, only to find that Rosa had started with her own "Now one--" and was so firm and stoic about what she was launching into that Amaya just sort of...let her go at it, because what was coming out of her mouth would have left Amaya's own substantial ramble in the dust.
"Now one thing to remember about the mace is that it really came into popular usage during the Middle Ages," Rosa said, pushing up those glasses again and looking very prim as she became essentially a human text book spouting off a very convoluted history of the development of chain and plate armor and how they were an excellent defence again bladed weapons, so the use of blunt weapons such as a cudgel or a bludgeon like a mace was benefifical in that they could better penetrate or crush such armor. And then a board materialized out of the magic of the Danger Shop, filled with diagrams and formulas that Rosa went through with excrusiating detail to explain just how the force of a mace, through mathmatical figurations, would crush through armor, and how it depended on factors like angle, veloocity, the height of the attacker, the density of the attackee, so on and so forth, blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah.
Even Amaya, who absolutely ate stuff like this for breakfast, looked a little dazed and glossy-eyed by the time Rosa concluded her in-depth discussion on maces right down to their very atomic structure, basically, and she shook her head, once she realized Rosa was done and there had been a long silence following it.
"Er, right," she said. "Thank you, Detective Diaz, you took the words, uh, right out of my mouth, that was exactly what I was going to say, I think that covered....literally everything. So I guess I'll just leave it to you and you can go over with the students how to actuall use them now."
And to that, Rosa just blinked behind her big glasses and gave Amaya a puzzled look.
"Oh," she said, "I don't actually know how to use one, I just know a lot about them."
And Amaya blinked right back, because Rosa's vast wealth of knowledge in weapon usage was the whole point of teaming up for this class.
"Right, then," she said. "Guess I'm covering that point, which is a good thing it's maces, I guess, since I'm pretty sure it's just swing and hit."
There was a...faint pause.
"Any questions?" she asked. "I think we'll leave them to Detective Diaz, although stars only know if there's anything she didn't cover. And if not...let's go smash some dummies, shall we?"
[[ ocdon the way is up, it's up! ]]
"Maces!" Amaya announced happily once it seemed everyone who could even make it and didn't wind up somewhere else instead would be there, brandishing one happily, and then pounding the head of it (it wasn't a particularly spiky one) into her hand. "Our introduction into blunt, or bludgeoning weapons! You can't go wrong with a mace; I'm going to be honest, all of that fancy work you can manage to get out with a sword or some other weapon might look nice, there's a lot to be said about a battle won through bloodshed, but you can't get more efficient than just conking someone upside the skull with a nice hunk of beautifully formed metal on a stick."
"And blunt force trauma to the head," supplied the...noticeably bespectacled and buttoned-up Rosa with a distinct lack of leather besdie Amaya, pushing up her glasses, "is no laughing matter, causing either a shaking of the brain or a direct injury to the brain. Even if it doesn't kill you, it could cause severe damage in the form of convulsion, partial or complete paralysis involving one or more limbs, loss of consciounss, personality changes, diminished coordination, blurred vision, severe headaches, and much, much more."
Amaya sort of glanced over at Rosa for a moment, because, yes, she was used to Rosa talking about physical damage that could be done to people, but the graphic nature of it was much more...colorful, and the whole matter-of-fact way in which she said it was a little unsettling. But not as upsetting as Rosa in a pastel blouse and pantsuit.
Yes. Pantsuit.
"So, anyway," said Amaya, dragging the attention back to the things doing that damage rather than the damage itself, "a mace consists of a strong, heavy, wooden or metal shaft, often reinforced with metal, featuring a head made of stone, bone, copper, bronze, iron, or steel. It's essentially a beefed up version of a club, back when people were discovering how to use metal in all sorts of tools and weapons and they considered putting some on top of a club and realized, yes, this, this will do much more damage, let's stick with this! Now those early maces weren't very effecient because the heads on them were contantly busting and breaking from the impact, but, over the years, as metalworking and blacksmithing developed, they were able to reinforce the heads to become stronger and take better blows, as well as leading to interesting designs, a variety of which you'll see here."
She gestured to the wonderful array of different shapes and designs on the rack behind her.
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"Now one--" Amaya started with the next part, only to find that Rosa had started with her own "Now one--" and was so firm and stoic about what she was launching into that Amaya just sort of...let her go at it, because what was coming out of her mouth would have left Amaya's own substantial ramble in the dust.
"Now one thing to remember about the mace is that it really came into popular usage during the Middle Ages," Rosa said, pushing up those glasses again and looking very prim as she became essentially a human text book spouting off a very convoluted history of the development of chain and plate armor and how they were an excellent defence again bladed weapons, so the use of blunt weapons such as a cudgel or a bludgeon like a mace was benefifical in that they could better penetrate or crush such armor. And then a board materialized out of the magic of the Danger Shop, filled with diagrams and formulas that Rosa went through with excrusiating detail to explain just how the force of a mace, through mathmatical figurations, would crush through armor, and how it depended on factors like angle, veloocity, the height of the attacker, the density of the attackee, so on and so forth, blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah.
Blah blah blah.
Even Amaya, who absolutely ate stuff like this for breakfast, looked a little dazed and glossy-eyed by the time Rosa concluded her in-depth discussion on maces right down to their very atomic structure, basically, and she shook her head, once she realized Rosa was done and there had been a long silence following it.
"Er, right," she said. "Thank you, Detective Diaz, you took the words, uh, right out of my mouth, that was exactly what I was going to say, I think that covered....literally everything. So I guess I'll just leave it to you and you can go over with the students how to actuall use them now."
And to that, Rosa just blinked behind her big glasses and gave Amaya a puzzled look.
"Oh," she said, "I don't actually know how to use one, I just know a lot about them."
And Amaya blinked right back, because Rosa's vast wealth of knowledge in weapon usage was the whole point of teaming up for this class.
"Right, then," she said. "Guess I'm covering that point, which is a good thing it's maces, I guess, since I'm pretty sure it's just swing and hit."
There was a...faint pause.
"Any questions?" she asked. "I think we'll leave them to Detective Diaz, although stars only know if there's anything she didn't cover. And if not...let's go smash some dummies, shall we?"
[[ ocd
Sign In - Weapons, 07/23.
Listen to the Lecture - Weapons, 07/23.
Very firm.
But still, just a glare.
Class Activity: Maces! - Weapons, 07/23.
Although Amaya does take a second to go over good grips, and then she instantly regretted it, because as soon as she starts mentioning the best places to try to hit the dummy, in comes Ms. Pantsuit to go into extreme detail about why those places were the best spots to hit and perhaps divulging exactly what a blow to those spots would actually do to the body with an eager light in her eyes that was more than just a tad worrisome.
Talk to the Teachers - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Talk to the Teachers - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Talk to the Teachers - Weapons, 07/23.
OOC - Weapons, 07/23.
Also, an excuse to use icons of Stephanie in glasses. Because yes.
Re: Sign In - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Class Activity: Maces! - Weapons, 07/23.
He's still prefer guns, especially against an enemy that could attack back, but when they were just dummies designed to just take a blow without striking back? He'd be all about whaling on these bros all day!
Re: Sign In - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Sign In - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Listen to the Lecture - Weapons, 07/23.
Nina had totally, definitely, entirely only taken this class because her big brother was taking it and if she was going to be on the island to keep him company, she was going to do it in her way--at least, like, she hadn't joined him for sex-ed, because ohmygosh that would be too embarrassing to take with him!--since, like, sure she had to know how to defend herself if she wanted to take up the family tradition, and she did (and if she met her star-crossed lover the same way her daddy had, then, like, she'd be real sad it wasn't Gladio, but... the stars knew all, she supposed) so, like, this class was sort of a bore usually...
But, like, Miss Rosa's lecture was great today!
Re: Sign In - Weapons, 07/23.
Re: Sign In - Weapons, 07/23.