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Private [Magic Hat] Teacher's Pet

Discussion in 'Pandora Town' started by Sabine, Dec 5, 2017.

  1. Sabine

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    November 21st, YEAR 7
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    As an expert in some subject, you shouldn’t be surprised that someone hired you as a tutor. What will your pupil be like?



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  2. Aloy

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    It wasn't the most formal of arrangements. Aloy didn't really do formal. But they were two young people with unique skills who had happened to meet, and why not pick up a few tips while they could? Besides, it wasn't like Aloy had some epic quest to save the world to worry about. Pandora barely even had machines (well, not the sort she was so familiar with, at least) for her to hunt. And regular game was just so....boring in comparison.

    And so there they were, standing just outside of Pandora Town, facing a grove of trees jutting up from the dry autumn grass of the planes. She had setup a number of wooden targets at varying distances, clumping them together or spreading them out.

    "So, let's see what you can do first," she said, one hand on her hip as she gestured out towards the targets she had spent much of the afternoon setting up. It was nothing like the training grounds back home.

    Huh, maybe Pandora needed some proper training grounds.

    But she brushed that thought aside for now and looked over at Robb, interested in seeing just what he was capable of with that bow. And that was the deal here. Aloy would give him tips and tricks on archery technique, and Robb would do the same for her with a sword. She had never fought with a sword before, and was far more familiar with a staff and spear. But hey, knowing at least the basics could be handy in a fight.

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  3. Robb Stark

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    Robb was sure there was a bit of a joke in this somewhere, but he wasn't the sort to turn down an offer to learn something new. There were plenty of people who had better aim than he did, better honed skills of various sorts, and there was always room to learn. If Robb had had a chance to learn sword fighting from the Kingslayer for even a moment, before the war of course, but he would have taken it. For all Robb knew this Aloy woman was the Kingslayer of her world with a bow. Minus all the oath breaking and being stuck with a terrible family. Hopefully.

    Still Robb was never going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He was perfectly fine learning from anyone who was willing to teach him and in return she was going to learn a few things he knew about the sword. Which was why he was actually looking forward to this. He hadn't had a good lesson like this in awhile, at least if you didn't count painting. This was warfare. An art on its own and something that would be incredibly useful to Robb here in Pandora or back home, if he was ever dragged back home.

    Of course he wasn't exactly poor with a bow either. He had come prepared with his sword, bow, quiver, and arrows. All well kept and well maintained, because what else was he supposed to do with? He saw less action as the Commander than he had being a district Watchman, but that was obvious. The general wasn't supposed to normally lead from the front lines, even if he preferred fighting more often than not.

    She was taking her turn first at teaching and he was perfectly fine with that. He had placed his sword over to the side and undone the fur cape he had been wearing, making sure that he was giving himself plenty of room to move despite the cold. He could ignore it just fine, because it still wasn't anything compared to Winterfell.

    So he stepped up and took a moment to test the string on his bow, to make sure it was properly tightened, before pulling out an arrow and pulling back. Just a breath before he let loose and the arrow hit the target dead on. He smirked slightly before looking at the red head standing next to him. "Basics are covered, I promise." It was an offer and a challenge at the same time. She could certainly throw more complicated things at him if she wanted to.
     
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  4. Aloy

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    Aloy wasn't a teacher. She had the greatest of respect for her own father and mentor and everything he had taught her, despite the frustrations that had followed her throughout her childhood. But she'd never had any interest in taking on that role for another. But an exchange of information was something she could be satisfied with. And she was interested in seeing what Robb was capable of.

    Seeing him smoothly nock an arrow, pull back, aim, and release, she was satisfied that this man wasn't a novice. She didn't know if she had that kind of patience to treat a novice. No, he was competent, had good form, practiced and steady hands. He likely had experience on the battlefield, as any commander should.

    "Good," she said, lips quirking as she stepped forward, drawing her own bow. "We can make this interesting then." Aloy nocked an arrow and drew back on it, the tension building as she aimed not at the targets on the ground, but up towards the trees. "You get ten shots. Make them count."

    With a whistle of air, the arrow upward, arcing into the trees of the grove. The arrow planted firmly in a higher branch, fraying the rope that wrapped firmly around the branch there. Strands of rope broke apart one after the other, no longer able to support itself. And suddenly one side of a large net dropped down, releasing a dozen targets suspended from the trees, pulled suddenly downwards by gravity now that the net was no longer holding them high up in the branches. They swung down from their own ropes, some short, some long, all swinging back and forth. Some moved more wildly than others.

    Shooting a stationary target was one thing. Moving targets, some small and each serving as a distraction for all the others, were another thing entirely.
     
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  5. Robb Stark

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    Robb had been trained very well. Then he had taken those taught skills and applied them to a war. He had adapted well even if he didn't have the most experience in the world. Robb had thought himself decently skilled at what he did. With swords more than a bow but decent at both. Alright, perhaps a little more than decent, but the red head would never admit to such a thing. He couldn't go about bragging about everything under the sun. That would make him no better than any Lannister.

    Of course that didn't put him in straight survival mode entirely. He hadn't lived in many situations that called for him to only rely on his own skills. Even now he typically had a group of people walking with him towards whatever trouble was brewing. As a rebel king. As a constable of the Watch. And now as Commander. There was always someone there with him.

    You get ten shots. Make them count. Robb turned his gaze back towards the area that the targets were in. She fired at something, which caused him to glance off to the side for a second to see the arrow go somewhere but there was another bit of movement that distracted him. A net fell and targets were suddenly swinging down in front of them.

    Robb took a bit of a breath to settle himself. To take a moment and get prepared, even as he drew his next arrow and notched it. He wasn't as speedy as others were. He wasn't someone who would ever be the fastest draw but he was good at hitting targets. Normally. It was easy if he thought they were people though. People were always moving.

    The red head drew back the string and let one go, striking one target. Not a bullseye, but close. Close enough to count it it had been a man. Then he drew another arrow and continued, doing his best to make his ten shots count. Striking targets as best he could. The next three were better, but he missed entirely on the fourth. Cursing lightly under his breath before trying again, making sure to take his time so he'd hit the fifth target. Then he took a moment to glance at his teacher to gauge what she was thinking before concentrating on the next.
     
  6. Aloy

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    This wasn't really Aloy's area of expertise. Teaching, that is. She was excellent with a bow. Quick reaction time, rapidly draw, aim, fire. Precision was key when it came to dealing with the machines back in her old world. It wasn't as important when you were trying to take down another human. But she had never taught anybody before. She had learned all she knew from Rost, and now she tried to recall his lessons as she watched Robb shoot.

    The first three hits were solid, and the fourth was a miss. He was slower on the fifth. She tipped her head slightly, turning her attention from his stance and his targets to the man's face now, trying to see what was going through his head. When he had finished his ten shots, Aloy nodded her head, walking up to him.

    "Not bad. But try relaxing your grip on your bow. A lighter touch will give you better control both during and after the shot." He certainly didn't have the death grip that was common to beginners, who were trying to force their bow steady, but there was always room for improvement. Especially in preparation for those intense moments when that key shot counted.

    "Now, what happened with your fifth shot? What was going through your head?"
     
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  7. Robb Stark

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    Robb would always be better with his sword than he was with a bow. He had put in more time and effort into his lessons with the sword. His father had started him out early on thing because that was the proper thing to do with your heir. Just like Robb had been trained in a great many things because he was the next Lord of Winterfell. Just in case he would need those skills if a war had broken out or ironically, a rebellion. Things of that nature. So Robb would be able to lead men in battle and be trusted as the Lord of the North. Or the King of the North, as it were.

    Which also meant that he was very use to being tutored in these sorts of things. Not normally by a woman, his father had hand picked the best men he could find for the job, but that was something Robb wasn't bothered by either. Living in Pandora as long as he had, the red head had managed to adjust to a good number of things that might have been startling back home. "Alright." So he would try to relax his grip on the bow. Because that was what his current tutor was telling him to do.

    Except she was asking about his fifth shot. A little bit of a grimace appeared on his lips as he considered it. Frankly his thoughts were his thoughts, nothing more or less. "I was... thinking back to the last time I had moving targets." It was a simple enough statement and the truth, without giving away too many details. Shooting people with arrows was certainly different from targets. It wasn't like hunting at all, thought some men had certainly claimed as such within Robb's hearing.

    "Is there another set for me to try with?" If he was going to try out this looser grip, then it would be best for him to put it into practice. But that was on the tutor to arrange, as was ever their duty. Which was why Robb had brought along a few things to help with his turn to teach, whenever they got to that portion.
     
  8. Aloy

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    She didn't know much about Robb, not really. They hadn't really talked about themselves or where they came from when they had started talking about these little training sessions. She knew what he did now, of course and maybe it was a little odd that a man in his position would be bothered by the idea of living targets. Then again, there may have been more to whatever memory that was than just a day on the job, trying to keep some semblance of order to Pandora Town.

    The woman nodded, brushing back her hair. She had learned to defend herself from a young age, and she had learned to defend herself very quickly from the men who were determined to see her dead. It had been a very long time indeed since a flesh and blood target -- a human target -- had made her hesitate.

    And she had questions. Aloy always had questions. But it seemed Robb was ready to keep trying. "I have one more course setup for you," she said with a nod, pointing off into the trees, past where the current targets were left dangling. "It will be a similar test to the last." Perhaps on another day, she would throw in some more quirks to shake it up a bit.

    Aloy moved easily ahead, beckoning Robb to follow her. "So, what was the last time you had moving targets?" And she never had been good at holding back those questions. Of course, if he didn't want to answer, she wouldn't push. "You'd think the Constable of the Pandora Town Watch would be used to moving targets."
     
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  9. Robb Stark

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    Most people might have thought that but Robb didn't feel like the arrow was correct for the city. "I'm good with a bow but not precise enough to justify using it in the city. I don't want to accidentally hit someone while trying to take down a criminal." Collateral damage was something that leaders from all sorts of worlds had to deal with but Robb wouldn't give himself space to make those types of mistakes.

    Grey Wind attacked when he had to and when he was working with Robb, with Robb's direction. Robb's sword was more than enough to get him through almost everything else. There were enough people on the Watch to make up for his short comings, as long as Robb used them correctly as resources.

    "The last time I had moving targets with my bow, I was leading an army in a war." It was a little vague. It left out all the important bits that the red head really didn't like sharing normally. His family. That it was a rebellion. That he had been chosen as a king of all things. Those were deeply personal and Robb hadn't shared that information with anyone who hadn't already been involved back home.

    His gaze followed in the direction she had indicated, trying to see what interesting thing she might spring on him now. Robb followed Aloy, making sure that he kept glancing in the correct direction in case his temporary tutor decided she wanted to somehow surprise him.
     
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  10. Aloy

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    "Smart," she said with a nod. He was the Constable. It only made sense to stick with what he was fully confident with in the midst of danger. It wasn't as if the City Watch had a shortage of archers or marksman or spell-slingers. But the young woman was silent as he answered her other question. War, huh? Aloy knew war. She had heard stories of the cruel wars held by people from the lands beyond her tribe's own holy lands. And of course she had found herself at the center of the war between humans and machines, struggling to save themselves from extinction.

    "Well, I hope you won't have need of these skills outside of the occasional hunt," she said, stepping ahead of him, eyes on the clearing just within sight now. Aloy stopped and stretched, clasping her hands together over her head. "Now if only Pandora had some proper hunting grounds. That's the best way to train -- with real targets, learning how to adjust and adapt to a changing situation."

    She had spent years training intensively with Rost, and then there had been the hunting grounds she had stopped at on her journey across the land, perfecting her skills. But the clearing they were standing before now was similar to the last. If Robb looked closely, he would see the ropes criss-crossing the branches above.

    "There's an added challenge here. Make sure you only hit the targets,"

    Aloy didn't clarify beyond that. She merely drew her bow, notched an arrow, aimed, and let loose. Robb would have to act fast. And in a moment, a dozen targets were dropping down, but intermingled with them were what looked like stuffed dolls, dangling from ropes. You had to be aware of just what you were aiming at, especially when so much was happening at once.
     
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  11. Robb Stark

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    Being called smart was a good kind of complicated. It was something he could easily be proud of, just like his sword work, but it wasn't an overly done compliment either. Which meant whatever the hell it was supposed to mean at this point. Robb wasn't going to think about it too hard. It was time to move on to the next part of this training.

    Though he had to wonder what the woman meant by proper hunting grounds. There were places deep in the forests and out in the wilds that looked just like the hunting grounds back home but with more dangerous beasts woven in. Robb and Grey Wind had gotten caught by packs of beasts that bordered on the monsterish side of things.

    Still the red head didn't say anything as Aloy led the way and spoke. It was best to observe, if her last set of targets was anything to go by. She seemed to use her bow and arrow almost as a real tool, instead of something to hunt with. She was precise with it as well. And natural. The woman used that bow frequently. Perhaps even more than he had used his sword of late.

    Then everything sprung into place and it was easy to see what the challenge was supposed to be. That very precision that Aloy seemed so natural with would be perfect for this situation. He would need to be very careful with his targets. So Robb positioned himself and drew an arrow. He took more time to line up the shot, to wait until he felt it was right, before firing. It struck the target but despite the fact that he might have been inclined to grin, Robb instead drew another arrow to take aim again.

    He wasn't going to rush himself with this unless his teacher felt like adding in a new twist. But until she did, which was likely, Robb was going to be as precise as he possibly could. Which meant paying attention to the targets and nothing else. Barely concentrating on breathing, he struck again, making sure to hit the target solidly before drawing his third arrow.
     
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  12. Aloy

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    Aloy stood back as he took careful aim at each target, drawing the arrow back slowly, before releasing it. Each landed with a satisfying thud in their target, none of them hitting a target that would have only cost him points. You know, if she was even bothering to actually grade this little exercise. The woman settled a hand on her hip, bow held firmly at her side, watching him take one shot after another.

    Nearly ever shot seemed slow and careful. And that was the benefit and the flaw in these sorts of exercises. They didn't teach you how to react in the thick of battle, when your blood was pounding in your ears, breath short, muscles screaming as you pushed your body right to its limit. And there would be times when you had time to make that first hit, but how quickly the tables could turn if that first strike didn't drop the opponent instantly.

    Especially when the target of Aloy's hunts back home had been made of metal and sparks far more often than they were of flesh and blood.

    As Robb found his arrow in the final target, Aloy nodded in satisfaction. "You have a good eye and steady aim. Now that I know you're no beginner, perhaps next time I can set up something a bit more intensive." And her lips slid into a smirk at that idea of a challenge. "Something that won't just be predictable targets that will wait all day for you to take aim. If you're interested in a next time, of course."
     
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  13. Robb Stark

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    Battle was always different. It was a fight for a cause and survival all rolled into one. Or at least, that had been the case for Robb. Fighting for his sisters' freedom. Releasing Sansa from a terrible marriage to that monster, Arya from their clutches, and having his father released as well. To the Wall. It was always going to wind up to the Wall and Robb had known that. That had been the agreement between himself and the Lannister witch. But the monster Joffrey had beheaded his father instead and that was a memory that Robb had to ignore. Otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hit the targets in the right manner.

    He smiled at the compliment and nodded slightly. "I'm always looking to improve." He could always improve. His aim, his abilities, his mind. Robb knew that he had to stay sharp in his position and he wasn't about to give up in any of those endeavors as long as he was still breathing. As he was often told, he was still young enough to learn plenty of new fighting forms, styles, and schools of thought. Not yet set in his ways and still more than willing to admit when someone was better than him. Like the case here.

    "If you fancy another meeting sometime in the future, please do let me know. I'll try and clear my schedule to be accommodating." If she was giving up her time to train him then that was the least that he could do. Robb lowered the bow and took a breath before unstrapping the quiver as well. It would only get in the way for the next bit. Sword play was always best when starting with less in the way, though it was good to learn how to move no matter what you were wearing.

    'If you're still interested in the sword, I brought some practice ones. We'll have to find the right one for you." Just like having a bow sized, the size of the sword was also important as well as the weight. "We want one that is heavy in your hand but not too heavy. Your arm will be sore by the end of this, just as a warning." He was grinning ever so slightly as he spoke because he remembered those days all too well.