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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 21, 2018 1:28:43 GMT -5
Ichiro had been focusing a lot on his Kenjutsu and jujitsu and neglecting his Iaijutsu. He figured this morning was a perfect time to work on it he found a training dummy and began practicing his draw and then his strike. It was passable but he could do better and so he focused and continued to perfect his speed and precision. |
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Mar 21, 2018 11:36:48 GMT -5
"Your form is improving," came a voice from the opposite end of the dojo, one the Akodo was likely not pleased to hear.
Mirumoto Noboru stepped out of the changing rooms wearing his practice uniform, a shinai in his right hand and a blue cloth in his left. Apparently the Dragon has opted to take this morning to work on something of his own. He offered a bow if acknowledged but otherwise went to one of the other robots in the dojo.
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 21, 2018 22:59:06 GMT -5
Ichiro bowed curtly to the dragon "Mirumoto-san, it is rare to hear praise from you." his tone was flat betraying none of his feelings.
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Mar 22, 2018 8:27:20 GMT -5
Noboru just shrugged a bit, "We all can be better, Akodo-san. Myself included. Musicians spend all of their life crafting and improving their art. Sculptors and painters may take decades to finally create their own techniques. Are we any different?"
He bowed back, his discomfort with interacting with anyone growing and probably making him seem just as rude as the first day they'd met. Maybe moreso given what happened between him and Doji Hoshiko days earlier.
"Have you had rice today?"
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 22, 2018 8:41:51 GMT -5
Ichiro nods "Hai, have you?" he had no great love for the boy but also had no desire to be rude.
He responded to Noboru's question "of course we are not, combat is it's own art. My blade is my brush and my instrument, my body honed to wield it day after day I practice the strokes of my kata like the strokes of a brush. We are no different from any other artist."
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Mar 22, 2018 9:53:43 GMT -5
"I have not. I was hoping to work up an appetite this morning."
With that the Mirumoto moves to put the blue cloth onto the sparring robot; it was light in color and bore a hand-drawn mon of the Crane Clan - and crudely drawn at that, more an indication of the person's skill than intent to insult.
"and on that the Tao and Leadership both agree: while you rest, your enemy practices."
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 22, 2018 12:46:33 GMT -5
Ichiro nods towards the cloth "what's with that?"
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Mar 22, 2018 14:04:29 GMT -5
"A reminder of who my enemy is," came a rather dark reply as he sized up the robot. If Ichiro looked closely he'd notice this particular training bot was full of dents beyond the normal beating they take from students. He sighed a little as he looked at it, then shook his head.
"May I ask you something, Akodo-san?"
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 22, 2018 14:08:10 GMT -5
Ichiro nodded in reply
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Mar 22, 2018 14:15:37 GMT -5
"How can someone hate an entire clan... except for two people?"
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