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Post by Utaku Joo-Eun on Jan 15, 2018 7:32:08 GMT -5
Joo-Eun, who considered the polearm her weapon of choice, makes her way to the dojo, waiting to see if the sensei for polearms would be there at this hour, wearing a proper bogu and carrying the simulated naginata used in training.
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Post by Matsu Akiko on Jan 15, 2018 23:19:01 GMT -5
Quietly and wishing to draw as little attention to herself as possible the exhausted Matsu makes her way into the dojo. Unlike the Utaku she does not wear a proper training outfit but she does have a mock spear slung across her shoulder.
Maybe...just maybe, this class would be easier on her than the rest had been so far.
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Post by Utaku Joo-Eun on Jan 15, 2018 23:39:35 GMT -5
"Hey, Matsu-sama. Where is Arasou?" Joo-Eun asks, clearly curious. After all, she was aware that a key part of a beastmaster's training was fighting as one with their cat, and it would be odd in Joo-Eun's mind for Akiko to train without Arasou by her side.
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Post by Matsu Akiko on Jan 17, 2018 8:35:43 GMT -5
Tired eyes flicker to Joo-Eun, the unicorn girl she had met at the stables just the other day. At the mention of her companion her lower lip begins to quiver but she does her best to keep her On better than she had in her Chemistry class. "A-Ano, I was told that c-companions aren't allowed in c-classes. I wasn't sure if that w-was true here too so h-he's outside." The poor girl seemed like she might burst into tears any moment.
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Post by Utaku Joo-Eun on Jan 17, 2018 10:18:30 GMT -5
Joo-Eun pauses, looking at Akiko and then pausing, "...I have a friend on the student council. I can try asking her to see if we might get a special exemption for you and Arasou. Because you look rough, Matsu-san, and I don't like seeing people in that state. I can't promise it will lead to anything, but until you try, you never know, right?"
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Jan 18, 2018 16:14:32 GMT -5
Matsu Akiko Utaku Joo-EunA soft, moderately slow song is strummed out from nearby as a young Dragon male sits on a tatami mat holding the guitar responsible for the tune. The notes are light but elicit a tune full of sorrow. Mirumoto Noboru is dressed in proper clothing for practicing his weapon training and yet the sensei of the class seems a bit irritated at the distraction going on by a student who clearly has no interest in practicing.
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