CQC (Non-Space Variation) [Class]

[Sashine]

There was a large pause as she blabbered. It seemed the energy in the room had run dry as she was speaking and the old gruff man answered in a long explanation using Komora's outlash as an example. Sashine stood, swaying her hips to the other side to rest her body weight on the other leg as she had been standing up for a while now without doing much of anything but talking and listening. She didn't want to seem rude but this man should have at least invited the kids to take a seat if he was going to spew so much babble at them. As it came down to it, close quarter combat was simply explained as versatile methods to incapacitate your opponent/s using raw fighting chops and quick thinking to adapt to the correct situation.

As often happened, someone had dozed off and Sashine had to wonder why that was a trend. It seemed the students would work and train hard, so hard and be so serious that they'd train themselves to the ground and end up dozing off in the middle of classes the next day. She shook her head. If he had thrown them to the ground for a wrong answer, this teacher would probably go through with his warning and while it was shocking to see him actually complete it, it put a smile on Sashine's face to see her hard work of staying awake through all this blabber that much more successful.

Her head shook from the question that questioned if the students had any more questions. Maybe if she was offered a seat, she'd try to extend the class but this man was rude and was oppressing her with his presence.
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WC: 290

 

[Tsuirakuya Shashu]

Hidetsugu leveled a stare at Kyo as he waited for the boy to speak up, but he simply stared at the wall and remained silent. It was as if Kyo had taken his robo-nin comment to heart and decided to live out the rest of his days as a mechanical automaton. Not even a funky dancing one either, just a emotionless hunk of metal. And if there was anything Hidetsugu hated more than students sleeping in class, it was robot ninjas who squandered the opportunity to use their gifts to spread the love of dancing through their immense capacity for funky fresh moves. Hidetsugu wasn't going to let that stand, not in his classroom. Putin-senpai would never let him hear the end of it. This upstart was about to face the penalty for his sins against all funk.

"Ahem. Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I'm going to be bringing this class to an end. I had intended for a more hands-on portion of the class to demonstrate what I've just told you, but it's not going to fly with just the two of you. If neither of you have any questions we're done here. Komora, make sure you think about what I've told you. If you feel up to it I can arrange some personal one on one sparring to make up for what we didn't cover today. The offer's open to you as well Sashine. And I still need a word with you."

[OOC: Class is officially over! Apologies for things not turning out as I intended. Raikou Takeo and Hotaka Kyo have failed, while Mochizuki Komora and Sashine can request their rewards here.]​

After Komora had made her exit Hidetsugu turned his attention wholly to Sashine. He pulled a stool out from one of the stalls and offered it to her.

"Take a seat kid." He waited, once again lighting his cigar, then continued. "I've read your files. I'm aware that your home life isn't exactly in the best place. Tell me seriously. Do you want an out? And if the answer is yes, do you have a plan to get one?"

 

[Shinrya Riko]

Komora Shrugged. She could leave it seemed. Therefore she did. She walked like she was ready to take an attacker still, with her defensive stance facing towards the teacher, as though he might suddenly change his mind and attack her and prevent her from leaving the classroom. She didn’t want to get thrown out of the classroom like had. She slunk out into the hallway to where it was safe. And then, she bolted down the hallway.

With that Komora had left.

[exit]