You have my blade

[craggyfaced]

Who: Durge craggyfaced and Konoe catsong
What: Training (and Singing?)
When: Sometime this week
Where: Outside on the grounds
Rating: PG-13

Durge arrived for the second time in the courtyard, this time garbed safely in his chainmail. Most of the people he'd sparred with did not have claws.

He still wasn't sure what the boy wanted from him. He knew there were stronger, smarter, younger, and faster fighters than him in this castle. He'd seen as much on the expedition. But if Konoe wanted his help, he would give it.

The knight was still a little dubious about this Song business. He'd never been very sure about magic. It wasn't a concrete thing he could easily apply any kind of logic to. But he'd also seen the good as well as the bad that it could do.

And, if was being honest, if felt good to be needed again.

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[craggyfaced]

The knight looks only slightly fatigued by the display, part his own training and perhaps partly the magic.

"I'm glad that it seems to have promise. With more practice, you should only get stronger." Or he figured. Was magic like a muscle you could strengthen with more use?

[catsong]

Konoe's ears perk up at that and he laughs a little, clearly pleased with everything. Walking over to Durge and the tree, he glances at the deep cut in it and then presses on the trunk to see if it would fall over. (They couldn't leave a dangerous thing like that around.)

"I truly hope so," Konoe says and seems pleased when the tree doesn't feel unstable. "If I can do this even with Hu Mans, I might grow strong enough to help Rai and Asato."