Flashback Harsher by Far [Kaie]

[Tinnok]

The half breed watched Kaie warily. Both armed with new weapons, a complete lack of experience could be as deadly as actual knowledge, though always more haphazard.

She watched as her blow struck, but was quickly deflected, learning that the closer range was a sacrifice for the inevitable move like Kaie's foot lodging itself into her stomach. Tinnok let out a grown, watching as the full blood's eyes...closed? And her body hurled itself at her, the dagger coming in at a strange and violent angle across her face and shoulders.

Despite the horrendous inaccuracy of the move, it was a vicious swipe and one that Tinnok couldn't hope to block in time with half of her spear somewhere past Kaie's torso, eyes widening as the blade plowed onward. She twisted her hips, shifting her feet, even tumbled backwards, releasing her grip on the spear and letting herself fall into what might have been a rather nice looking backwards handstand if she hadn't been in such a rush, and resulted in her toppling over herself, but jumping back up to her feet in a recovery that almost made up for it.

A moment of tense silence fell over the circle the full and half blood found themselves in, as if the the very forest itself was wondering if the young girl had drawn blood. Tinnok raised a dark finger to her face, and drew two crimson fingers in front of her eyes, cursing quietly beneath her breath.

She couldn't precisely be mad, however, not when it gave victory to the rambunctious young girl, so she held up the blood for Kaie to see, and bowed her head in defeat.

"You can have your petching spear, just give me my dagger back before you gouge someone's eye out with it." She grinned beneath the bow, despite the gruff nature of her words.

[Kaie]

All had happened so fast, but there it was as clear as day. Red droplets upon otherwise tanned, scaly skin. Blood. Kaie couldn't keep a look of bewilderment from her features as she stared at Tinnok, watching her opponent nod in defeat. How in Myri's name her simple block had managed to slice through skin, she didn't know. Then again she was never one to turn down victory. Not even if it was a doubtful one. The little girl grinned at Tinnok as she spoke to her, well aware her statement about the dagger was probably true. She was awful with that thing even if it managed to earn her victory. Worse than her work with the spear by far. Walking over to her new friend, she almost felt uneasy parting with it. Nonetheless, she happily relinquished the weapon and held it handle first out toward the half breed.

"I'll admit you're good, Skurak. You'll be a petching good soldier one day," She said with a genuine smile. Kaie had a look of admiration for the Dhani-Myrian before her, one that was unorthodox and probably deeply frowned upon. Whether such an expression would ever appear on her face again for Tinnok was still unknown. For now, with only the forest in audience, she had no need to wear a mask. Her age allowed her to still be pure. Innocent even if one could claim that for any Myrian. She had not drawn first blood nor had she met a full fledged Dhani yet. There was no telling how the future would change her and how she viewed the world. This here would mark one of the few kind bouts of training she'd ever have. One she'd hopefully look back on favorably with an untainted mind.

Suddenly, someone called her name from deep within the jungle. A baritone voice of a man that could only be her uncle. Her head snapped to direction it came from with wide eyes and a detached expression. Naturally she would've enjoyed talking to Tinnok, sharing stories, and begging her to share details about the training grounds. Both knew if her kin found her cut up and in the company of a scaled girl, nothing good would come to Tinnok, regardless of the fact she was only half Dhani. She knew it was time for her to return home for home. The call came again, closer now. In several minutes they would be nearing the small opening where they were now. Kaie turned back to her friend with an apologetic expression and lifted her spear from the dirt. With a short nod and a small smile in goodbye, Kaie turned from the girl and began to walk away. Then she paused mid-step and turned around before she had disappeared between the trees.

"For the record I don't blame you. For what you did earlier I mean. If I could've I would've stormed over there and done it myself. After all, I'd get off way easier than you would for kicking the shyke out of a pure blood, right?" She added sincerely, not expecting anything said about her bold statement. She seemed very much like a child then, so prepared to take on the world. A Myrian at heart. Still deep inside her head, she couldn't shake the feeling that Tinnok had let her win. Surely she could've beaten her from the start, but kindly traded weapons and probably eased back for her. Kaie's pride alone kept those doubts from resurfacing more than once, whether or not they were true.

[Tinnok]

She smiled at the jab coupled with a compliment. Over the years the word 'Skurak' had been thrown at her like a spiked ball, but somehow it never lost its potency to her. An insult meant to insult one's blood when pointed at a full blood that was just a factual statement when pointed towards her...snake. It was what she was.

But Kaie's voice was out of breath, almost giddy with victory, and the half breed could take no offense from the girl as she accepted her dagger, flipping it once within her grasp as if to test it for the same blade before slipping it into her belt.

She retrieved the spear for the girl, and was about to pass it to her when she heard the call like an arrow through the slits in the jungle foliage...Myrians. Strange she thought of the male calling the child as different from Kaie. Perhaps it was because of the strange training bout, competitive but friendly that the two had shared, despite their different ages, despite their different blood.

She saw Kaie's clever eyes go through the same thoughts that the half breed shouldered over: Namely it was time to go. Kaie turned and Tinnok passed her the spear. "I know you will become a great master of this one day...just...do not rush yourself, time will pass by faster than you might think."

The call, more forceful pressed through the greenery, and Tinnok's smile faltered, reappearing at the girl's claim. Her sister's would find a handful with the strange little full blood before her, she was sure. Tinnok nodded to Kaie, and took a step back. There would be no hand shakes or physical contact, for they had all the time they had needed for that. Her body was not as tired as it may have been...but the half breed liked to think she had learned something quite more valuable after their little lesson than she could have from a more veteran opponent, and that kept the smile on her face even after she returned to her lodgings to face the punishment she was due.

OOCGreat thread, it was super fun!!

[Orion Michaels]

Tinnok -Observation 5 -Subterfuge 2 -Acrobatics 2 -Climbing 1 -Teaching 2 -Interrogation 1 -Rhetoric 2 -Weapon: Dagger 2 -Brawling 1 -Unarmed Combat 1 -Weapon: Spear 2 Lore: Myrian Children Need Practice Stalking Lies are More Believeable With Truths Kaie is of the Cutthroat Shadows Kaie is Dedicated to Myri Spears are Less Effective at Close Range Teaching: Amusing Lessons can be effective Self Inflicted Wounds Are Embarassing Spear usage: Three Point Techqniue Kaie -Stealth 1 -Observation 5 -Philosopy 2 -Interrogation 2 -Rhetoric 2 -Weapon: Spear 2 -Weapon: Dagger 3 -Acrobatics 1 -Teaching 1 -Brawling 1 Lore: Tinnok is a Myrian/Dhani Mix Catching Someone in a Lie Tinnok is of the Tempered Steel Interrogation Technique: Unrelenting Questions Spears are Less Effective at Close Range The Basic Combat Use of Daggers Notes: Nice thread, ladies. A whole lot happening here. Please let me know if you have any questions about the grade. Please edit your grade request to let it show it's been graded.