[a huff of a sigh, as he tosses another stone. he'll continue in this way for a few minutes, focused on this in silence, observing chiron as he shoots, before finally-]
I suppose this is an opportune a time as any. As it seems we still cannot be provided weapons, I had considered practicing with a bow as well.
[Lord I'm so sorry but Chiron's head just swivels in barely contained excitement.]
Ah, but of course. You will need a weapon to defend yourself with. Do you have any experience? It will take three days to make you a proper one for your height, but you are welcome to use my bow for practice in the meantime--
[I MEAN. he had a military career before being emperor and his oldass self wears a lot of armor so i assume his body is not as twinkish as he looks, actually! he accepts the bow, and while he doesn't exactly handle it like it's nothing, emet-selch can manage.]
I suppose you would need a heavier one.
[please make his lighter than this, thank you, but he's not struggling like he could be.]
[GOLD STAR. Also noting that this probably means Emet can throw a mean punch... Chiron trying not to get excited by the idea of them sparring one day...]
Here. [Also handing over an arrow] Shall I throw a pebble for you to shoot at?
[... Honestly difficult to tell if he's trolling or not]
I shall consider that an honor, then, and assume you have not handed it to someone like Hansa.
[he is not nearly so prideful as to think others couldn't. he definitely can't handle it like chiron does... and he will continue to say no to sparring, i hate him.]
But I believe we may safely begin with trees, rather than stones. As I have said-- I am more accustomed to pulling a trigger than a bowstring.
Ah, breaking them of their overconfidence already? Always a good start.
[emet-selch, be nice. (he will not, but.)
he chooses a tree at a reasonable distance, and tests his draw a few times-- he is aware of how to handle a bow, but doesn't look like he has much practice with it, and while his aim is good it's the technique that's more likely to be a problem. it grazes the tree, on the first shot.]
[Listen. Chiron's philosophy is that a prideful student will not learn the lessons they need!
So crush 'em.
Though while Emet-Selch tests an arrow, Chiron will go quickly fetch the others he used, sliding them back into his quiver before returning. After that he will watch for a moment, thoughtful.
Upon handing over another arrow for him to use, he will begin the corrections.
Nothing spoken on his end, just slight adjustments to Emet's posture here and there. Moving his shooting arm a degree inward, or tilting the arrow just so.]
Interesting. You shoot like you are ready for the target to make a move.
Were it a true target, it would be. No one stands still and waits to be shot upon the battlefield-- the same adjustment is necessary in spellwork or shooting a firearm.
[while he normally hates being touched, things like this are fine. they're for a purpose. so he doesn't complain about things like his arm being moved, noting the corrected posture, filing it away for the next shot.]
That is true. It is why I would often start my students on moving targets: so that they would remain watchful of their opponents.
[He trained warriors, after all, not kids who'd only spend their adulthoods pinning arrows into tree bark. Once the corrections are finished, Chiron steps back a more respectable distance, and watches... though he does continue on, thoughtfully]
That does tend to be the quickest method outside of royal lineage or supposed divine right...
[Mm -- the bowstring weight might be a little too taut, then. Since this is to gauge the type of bow he'll be making for him, Chiron mutters for Emet to give him a moment before reaching over and adjusting the string, releasing the weight by a pound or so. Another arrow is handed over.]
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[a huff of a sigh, as he tosses another stone. he'll continue in this way for a few minutes, focused on this in silence, observing chiron as he shoots, before finally-]
I suppose this is an opportune a time as any. As it seems we still cannot be provided weapons, I had considered practicing with a bow as well.
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Ah, but of course. You will need a weapon to defend yourself with. Do you have any experience? It will take three days to make you a proper one for your height, but you are welcome to use my bow for practice in the meantime--
[he will keep rambling if not shut up]
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My experience lies more with firearms, but given that... I do believe I at least have the aim for it, if not the form.
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[Thankfully that does keep Chiron from rambling another half-minute, and he turns his eyes up in thought.
And then, offering his bow to the other.]
Well, let us see what you can do. I still have five arrows on me.
[... his bow is like 70lb so. I have no idea if Emet can carry that, maybe he's a twunk under those robes]
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I suppose you would need a heavier one.
[please make his lighter than this, thank you, but he's not struggling like he could be.]
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[GOLD STAR. Also noting that this probably means Emet can throw a mean punch... Chiron trying not to get excited by the idea of them sparring one day...]
Here. [Also handing over an arrow] Shall I throw a pebble for you to shoot at?
[... Honestly difficult to tell if he's trolling or not]
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[he is not nearly so prideful as to think others couldn't. he definitely can't handle it like chiron does... and he will continue to say no to sparring, i hate him.]
But I believe we may safely begin with trees, rather than stones. As I have said-- I am more accustomed to pulling a trigger than a bowstring.
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It is true, I have not offered it to Hansa -- only to some of my more prideful students.
[He's... that kind of teacher, apparently. Break their spirits before you build them back up better and stronger.]
Very well. Choose whatever target you like. I will be the observer this time.
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[emet-selch, be nice. (he will not, but.)
he chooses a tree at a reasonable distance, and tests his draw a few times-- he is aware of how to handle a bow, but doesn't look like he has much practice with it, and while his aim is good it's the technique that's more likely to be a problem. it grazes the tree, on the first shot.]
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So crush 'em.
Though while Emet-Selch tests an arrow, Chiron will go quickly fetch the others he used, sliding them back into his quiver before returning. After that he will watch for a moment, thoughtful.
Upon handing over another arrow for him to use, he will begin the corrections.
Nothing spoken on his end, just slight adjustments to Emet's posture here and there. Moving his shooting arm a degree inward, or tilting the arrow just so.]
Interesting. You shoot like you are ready for the target to make a move.
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[while he normally hates being touched, things like this are fine. they're for a purpose. so he doesn't complain about things like his arm being moved, noting the corrected posture, filing it away for the next shot.]
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[He trained warriors, after all, not kids who'd only spend their adulthoods pinning arrows into tree bark. Once the corrections are finished, Chiron steps back a more respectable distance, and watches... though he does continue on, thoughtfully]
You've fought upon the battlefield then?
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[so he has some experience, yes. he pauses, there, to take the second shot-- striking the tree this time. it could use more power behind it.]
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[Mm -- the bowstring weight might be a little too taut, then. Since this is to gauge the type of bow he'll be making for him, Chiron mutters for Emet to give him a moment before reaching over and adjusting the string, releasing the weight by a pound or so. Another arrow is handed over.]