It wasn't long until Suika had received a notice of class; it was a bit unusual than the standard days she was forced to attend classes. Those had rigid schedules and rigorous training regimes in knowledge application and memorization. They were, as modern as today with the rudimentary learning techniques that are employed; they worked for some, others not.
Which is where Shieo and other specialty teachers were employed to fill the void of those who didn't learn so adequately, or had talents outside of a class that the village felt they needed to refine. While it wasn't either in any extreme for young Suika, Shieo had noticed certain traits in her actions that suggested that she needed to be exposed to training that was unorthodox to help compel her into greater heights. He of course, painted this as the higher-ups wishes, but he ultimately had made the decision and got their approval. This he figured, wouldn't leak and thus his general facade would remain forever intact.
The letter she received, was simple in purpose and writing. It merely instructed her to attend Dojo-Annex Room Number sixteen at nine o'clock sharp in the morning. Given Shieo's history in training preparation, it would be perhaps a bit surprising to those who saw and knew, he didn't show up extremely early this time. After-all; he didn't need to change much in the room, just be present and available to aid her in the soon to come trails of severity. Her former lesson was rather extreme, absolutely; but this would stress and test her in a different method.
Think she's ready? The overbearing sound of death haunted in his mind. All while he stood in the center of the much smaller dojo-annex than the last, papers with keynotes, grades, descriptions and the like~ They weren't strictly about Suika either, in his down-time he did try to keep up with future lessons, grades of students that he had trained in the past and the like. He was articulate in planning his days and regimes, all because it granted him more time to rest if everything was laid out carefully. It was a bit ironic.
Not sure, but she seemed eager. So we'll see in due time.
It was then, the hydraulic hiss of the entryway struck itself open to reveal the outside of the room. And he figured, the calling of his student. Wherein he waited at the center of the cold, dark metallic room that forebode the coming moments with a painfully dimly lit area; all that was discernible was Shieo at the center. And a looming presence that one couldn't make out without his beck and call; she knew this all too well.
"Glad you could make it." Not that she's given a choice... Heh.
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Which is where Shieo and other specialty teachers were employed to fill the void of those who didn't learn so adequately, or had talents outside of a class that the village felt they needed to refine. While it wasn't either in any extreme for young Suika, Shieo had noticed certain traits in her actions that suggested that she needed to be exposed to training that was unorthodox to help compel her into greater heights. He of course, painted this as the higher-ups wishes, but he ultimately had made the decision and got their approval. This he figured, wouldn't leak and thus his general facade would remain forever intact.
The letter she received, was simple in purpose and writing. It merely instructed her to attend Dojo-Annex Room Number sixteen at nine o'clock sharp in the morning. Given Shieo's history in training preparation, it would be perhaps a bit surprising to those who saw and knew, he didn't show up extremely early this time. After-all; he didn't need to change much in the room, just be present and available to aid her in the soon to come trails of severity. Her former lesson was rather extreme, absolutely; but this would stress and test her in a different method.
Think she's ready? The overbearing sound of death haunted in his mind. All while he stood in the center of the much smaller dojo-annex than the last, papers with keynotes, grades, descriptions and the like~ They weren't strictly about Suika either, in his down-time he did try to keep up with future lessons, grades of students that he had trained in the past and the like. He was articulate in planning his days and regimes, all because it granted him more time to rest if everything was laid out carefully. It was a bit ironic.
Not sure, but she seemed eager. So we'll see in due time.
It was then, the hydraulic hiss of the entryway struck itself open to reveal the outside of the room. And he figured, the calling of his student. Wherein he waited at the center of the cold, dark metallic room that forebode the coming moments with a painfully dimly lit area; all that was discernible was Shieo at the center. And a looming presence that one couldn't make out without his beck and call; she knew this all too well.
"Glad you could make it." Not that she's given a choice... Heh.
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