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Battle Tactics and Strategy; Thursday, Fourth Period [01/11].
Ignis was rather hoping that his glasses would serve an extra purpose today beyond their usual buffer of comfort, in that they would also help hide just how tired he was at the moment. He had been able to sneak in a quick catnap just before the lesson, but it (and the coffee he was clinging to as if his life depended on it) did little to eradicate the effects of a truly sleepless night followed by far too many hours of training. He knew he probably shouldn't have gone that hard, but sometimes, the only way to keep the mind of overworking itself was to overwork the body, instead.
And, given the choice, he'd choose to save his mind over his body any day of the week.
But. Anyway. That was neither here nor there, because he had a class to teach, and he was dedicated to giving that class his full, albeit sleepy, attention today.
"Welcome," he said, when his phone gave a helpful little chime to alert him to the fact that it was the start of the period exactly, and he wasted no time in forging forward, and those who might have been late to the party would just have to catch up, "to Battle Tactics and Strategy. As most of you already know, my name is Ignis Scientia, and I will be your instructor in this topic. I have studied the arts of strategy and war almost my entire life, as well as had a great deal of field experience, and, hopefully, I can impart some of that knowledge to you in a helpful way, and, in turn, I hope that your own expertise and experience can inform my own knowledge as well."
He gave a tight smile there, the smile of a very tired, strict, an dstiff man attempting some semblance of warmth and approachability, and probably not getting to terribly close.
"Of course," he said, "this week is our first week, which I know traditionally focuses on introductions. However, efficiency in strategy, battle, and in life as well, is something we should always strive for, so let's up the stakes a little more than just getting to know each other on a surface level. Let us get to know each other on a strategic level. One thing to always keep in mind, especially when it comes to tactics and strategy, is that what we perceive as strengths can also be turned into weaknesses, and what some might consider a weakness, we can turn into a strength.
"For example, one of my strengths is speed, which isn't much use in a slow, meticulous sort of strike, and one of my weaknesses is my visual impairment, which actually puts me at an advantage of not having a disadvantage when fighting in the dark.
"Another thing to keep in mind, of course," he added, "is that when we choose to reveal our strengths and weaknesses, we are putting out that information to perhaps one day be used against us. So what you decide not to make known may be as significant as what you do.
"Now, then," there was a nod of conclusiveness as he came around to the end of the introduction, "simple enough, correct?" The smile now was much more natural, though small, tucked only in the corner of his mouth, an eager sort of smile, intrigued to see what might come out of the exercise. "Who would like to go first?"
And, given the choice, he'd choose to save his mind over his body any day of the week.
But. Anyway. That was neither here nor there, because he had a class to teach, and he was dedicated to giving that class his full, albeit sleepy, attention today.
"Welcome," he said, when his phone gave a helpful little chime to alert him to the fact that it was the start of the period exactly, and he wasted no time in forging forward, and those who might have been late to the party would just have to catch up, "to Battle Tactics and Strategy. As most of you already know, my name is Ignis Scientia, and I will be your instructor in this topic. I have studied the arts of strategy and war almost my entire life, as well as had a great deal of field experience, and, hopefully, I can impart some of that knowledge to you in a helpful way, and, in turn, I hope that your own expertise and experience can inform my own knowledge as well."
He gave a tight smile there, the smile of a very tired, strict, an dstiff man attempting some semblance of warmth and approachability, and probably not getting to terribly close.
"Of course," he said, "this week is our first week, which I know traditionally focuses on introductions. However, efficiency in strategy, battle, and in life as well, is something we should always strive for, so let's up the stakes a little more than just getting to know each other on a surface level. Let us get to know each other on a strategic level. One thing to always keep in mind, especially when it comes to tactics and strategy, is that what we perceive as strengths can also be turned into weaknesses, and what some might consider a weakness, we can turn into a strength.
"For example, one of my strengths is speed, which isn't much use in a slow, meticulous sort of strike, and one of my weaknesses is my visual impairment, which actually puts me at an advantage of not having a disadvantage when fighting in the dark.
"Another thing to keep in mind, of course," he added, "is that when we choose to reveal our strengths and weaknesses, we are putting out that information to perhaps one day be used against us. So what you decide not to make known may be as significant as what you do.
"Now, then," there was a nod of conclusiveness as he came around to the end of the introduction, "simple enough, correct?" The smile now was much more natural, though small, tucked only in the corner of his mouth, an eager sort of smile, intrigued to see what might come out of the exercise. "Who would like to go first?"
Re: Class Activity: Strengths and Weaknesses - Battle Tactics, 01/11.
Re: Class Activity: Strengths and Weaknesses - Battle Tactics, 01/11.
"Yes," he said, a bit dryly, with a quirk of his brow, "the element of chaos can be an...interesting strategy to be sure. They say that the bold create their own luck, but I, myself, like to rely a little more on order when one can."
He gave Graham another of his tight smiles.
"There is enough chaos in the world already without creating more, I feel."