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Momma, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Samurai
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cubofkai, a horse, and you.
Where: Just about anywhere; the Lake
When: Afternoon!
Style: Either/or!
When Mitsuhide had told Yukimura he could train a horse to allow him to ride as he usually did, he took that to heart. Nearly every morning since he had been working with a stallion nearly as excitable as he was, chatting excitedly to it as he taught the horse with surprising patience.
Now his hard work was paying off.
If you hear the sound of pounding hooves, you may wish to get out of the way.
Yukimura was crouched on the back of the stallion, one foot sideways and the other placed squarely between the beast's shoulder blades. He held his hands at his sides, missing the feel of his spears in his hands, as they cantered through any space big enough and empty enough for an excitable horse and his master to pass through.
If one were to follow them, eventually they would find a laughing Yukimura near the lake, brushing the sweat off the equine's body as it drank its fill.
cubofkai, a horse, and you.Where: Just about anywhere; the Lake
When: Afternoon!
Style: Either/or!
When Mitsuhide had told Yukimura he could train a horse to allow him to ride as he usually did, he took that to heart. Nearly every morning since he had been working with a stallion nearly as excitable as he was, chatting excitedly to it as he taught the horse with surprising patience.
Now his hard work was paying off.
If you hear the sound of pounding hooves, you may wish to get out of the way.
Yukimura was crouched on the back of the stallion, one foot sideways and the other placed squarely between the beast's shoulder blades. He held his hands at his sides, missing the feel of his spears in his hands, as they cantered through any space big enough and empty enough for an excitable horse and his master to pass through.
If one were to follow them, eventually they would find a laughing Yukimura near the lake, brushing the sweat off the equine's body as it drank its fill.
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You! Don't ride a horse so recklessly!
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Are you quite all right?
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You're not riding your horse properly. You could seriously injure somebody!
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[ Yukimura beams at him as if that makes everything better. ]
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[ Yukimura laughs and then settles into a proper sitting position. See? He knows how to ride normally just fine. ]
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It would do you well to ride properly.
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I promise I do so, in normal situations. In battle, however, it is sometimes more useful to have the extra height.
[ ...that and he just gets too excited to sit down. ]
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You're not in battle right now. [DENIED.]
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No, but one has to train outside of battle in order to fare well in the midst of one.
[ Blink. He does not understand why this gets everyone so upset. ]
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I don't deny that. However these training tactics of yours are...questionable.
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[ Yukimura started to frown somewhat now, his eyebrows drawing together. Why was this man so against the way he rode into battle? He had never had an ally complain before (enemies did, but more in the form of screams than a scolding). ]
They have served me well in many a battle.