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A bookworm thought that it might be better to practice sword-fighting

Who: Ruca and anyone else!
Where: park
When: early evening
Style: staring in prose but anything is fine!
Status: OPEN

He had never really practiced sword fighting before. All the skill he had were thanks to his past life and the endless battles at home were always too much to him. But here there was no need for him to fight, yet he couldn't forget that there might come time he would have to pick up his sword again. He had heard how the city was attacked in the past, and wishing to help, if it would be in danger again, he sighed up to the defense force. It wouldn't be good if he forgot how to fight before that time... and that's exactly why he was trying to practice now.

It was kind of strange holding the sword again, but not actually fighting an enemy. Maybe he could ask someone to spar with him? For some reason, it didn't seem like a good idea to him.

For anyone who would spot him right now though, he would probably be an interesting sight. He looked so weak and yet he was holding a heavy broadsword as if it didn't weight much. But all of that was only thanks to Asura's power. Without it, Ruca would be too weak to even raise the sword.

It was a good thing that there didn't seem to be anyone who could seal his powers.

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When he'd first woken up here, he hadn't been all that pleased and for the first minute there had even been no small amount of confusion. After all, there was no logical way for him to have gone from being in Midgar one moment and then under the ocean apparently the next. Fortunately, perhaps, the confusion was shortly replace with memories of having already been here once. Memories brought faces and desired information as to his location and the fact he was once again apparently stuck here.

The thought he should let certain people know via the communicator was for the moment put off and after using local hospitality to dry off and get a change of clothes, the SOLDIER has instead decided to go for a walk while he's silently sorting out those memories before he actually deals with the people in them. Thusly, Sephiroth can now be found within the park, carrying a sheathed Masamune, while dressed in surprisingly casual clothing.

It's the sword that gets his attention first and causes him to pause, he notices its small owner seconds after. The fact that the small man has no apparent issues hefting such a sword didn't really phase him over much though. "Do you know how to use that properly?"

The question wasn't meant to be a slight, more along the lines of actual curiosity. It would be nice to know if there was someone down here who could spar later with him to give him exercise.

Ruca was focused on practicing, not expecting anyone to be watching him. The boy only noticed that someone else was here, when the man spoke to him. Hearing an unfamiliar voice startled him a little though, and he quickly turned to see who was that. For a matter of seconds he looked almost as if he was excepting to get attacked, but relaxed when he saw the man. It took him another moment to answer the question though.

"Um, y-yes. I do..." he said timidly. It was no lie. Ruca knew perfectly well how to use the sword, even though he didn't seem like much of a swordsman. Asura's memories were full of battles and Ruca himself also had to defeat countless numbers of enemies during his travel.

Admittedly, it had been a while since Shing had explored somewhere by himself; it was safe to say that ever since he and Kohaku had found themselves here together they were inseparable. Still, he had to admit that it would be nice to see who else was here; hence why he was out and wandering around the city in a somewhat listless fashion.

Before he'd realized it, he'd found himself in the park. He glanced up at the bubble, eyes darting between the dancing light sbefore he returned his gaze back to the ground level. It was around then that he'd spotted Ruca -- recognizing him from a previous encounter over the network, Shing had approached, but stopped short as he noticed the giant sword in Ruca's hands. Pausing, he watched for a few moments as Ruca practiced, impressed with how he was able to lift such a sword, much less practice with it.

After several minutes, Shing cleared his throat, clapping a little -- it wasn't meant as an insult in the slightest, since he was obviously awed. "Wow... that's so cool! You can really use that, huh...?"

And here Ruca thought that he found a place where no one would see him... He didn't notice Shing was there, so he would be startled by the sudden clapping, if it wasn't for that familiar voice...

He turned to see Shing, slightly surprised by his words.

"Ah, no... I mean, yeah. I can, but..." Ruca looked sheepish. He wasn't used to people praising him or his skills, so he didn't know how to respond to that.

Especially that those weren't exactly his skills. He himself didn't have that kind of power.

"Eh...?" Shing tilted his head in confusion, slightly curious about what Ruca meant with his reaction. He wasn't lying to him or anything, so he didn't need to be like that... right? Still, he had to admit to himself that he might've scared Ruca, though...

"S-sorry about that... I didn't mean to scare you, but I couldn't help it. It just looked so awesome..."

There was another pause before he glanced at Ruca with a curious expression on his face. "So you're training, I'm guessing?" As if it weren't obvious from what he was doing...

"Ah, no... You just... surprised me a little." he answered, still looking sheepish. He really wasn't used to this. "In any case... thanks."

At the question he nodded.

"Um, yeah. I thought... that it might be a good idea to practice sword fighting a little." he looked away. "... I've heard the city was attacked in the past." Thinking about this, he closed his eyes, his shoulders dropped a little. He really hoped he wouldn't have to fight in the future, but... "I just thought it'd be better to be prepared, just in case, something like that would happen again..."

"N-no problem." Shing smiled a little awkwardly, scratching the back of his head as he sat down on a tree stump nearby.

There was a slow nod of sympathy from Shing as he sighed, his gaze wandering around the park. "I know what you mean... when I first arrived here, a bunch of people had gone missing. We found them, but... some of them attacked others on sight. I... I'm glad we got through it all right, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared for everyone involved."

Ruca gave him a surprised look.

"That's... the first time I heard about this."

But it just proved his point. This place was peaceful for most of the time, but sometimes it could be dangerous... even though Ruca himself was yet to see it for himself. He hadn't been here for that long, so other than curses, he did not encounter any danger here.

"Yeah... it was intense." Shing admitted, closing his eyes and scrunching his forehead in thought as he recalled everything. The fog, his encounter with Mitsuhide, the panic he and Kohaku felt in trying to bring the samurai back... the scattered reports he'd heard later about the whole event did little to help calm his nerves.

"I'm glad everyone came out okay in the end, but it was still scary, I'll admit."

Just hearing that something like that happened is scary. What if it would happen again? Though, he had never heard about events repeating themselves...

"I'm glad everything was okay in the end."

If Ruca was slightly reluctant to practice at first, now he was certain it was better to be prepared for everything in this place.

"Yeah..." Shing trailed off, glancing at Ruca and slowly nodding. He paused, looking somewhat thoughtful for the moment before speaking again.

"Is this just gonna be practicing by yourself? Did you find a sparring partner yet?"

"Oh, I was just practicing like this." he smiled a bit sheepishly. "I wasn't even planning to look for a sparring partner... or anything like that."

He gave Shing a curious look.

"Why are you asking?"

"Oh, well..." Shing tilted his head curiously as he revealed his own Soma, Asteria. "To be honest, I could use some practice myself. Maybe we could have a friendly spar?"

Ruca considered this for a moment, visibly hesitating, but eventually, he nodded.

"Sure."

Actually, despite everything he thought earlier, a spar might not be such a bad idea.

He laughed, smiling as he stretched a bit, getting ready to spar. To be quite honest, he was very interested in seeing what Ruca could do with that large sword of his.

"All right. Ready to go?"

He looked a bit surprised.

"Huh? We're going to spar... right away?" he muttered, getting prepared for the fight anyway. Even if it was probably pointless, Ruca could use a moment to think everything over once again. For a moment he looked as if he changed his mind and wanted to say that the sparring was actually a bad idea.

"OH! Uh..." Shing paused, tripping up on his words a little as he raised his hands up in explanation. "Well, I was thinking that yeah, we could start sparring now, but if you're not we can schedule it for another time?"

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