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charlene "charlie" bradbury | n/a

003; accidental video

[There's nothing to show what turned the comm on. Charlie's several feet away, standing in what looks like a fighting stance. A rapier appears in her hand, the length shimmering in metal, the hilt inlaid with a golden grip. She'd call it gaudy if she looked at it, but she doesn't. She lashes out, instead, slashing at the dummy, striking from all sides in an inexperienced and dangerous frenzy of attacks.

She curses when the blade nearly flies out of her hand, catching it by the fingernails. A downward swing drives it against the dummy's shoulder. There's a crackle of electricity before it explodes into flame.]

Frak!

[She glances back, and sees the comm. The moment her eyes lock on it, it turns off.]

ooc: Charlie's just exploring her three abilities - sword conjuration, electric shocks, and tech-based interfacing. ^^

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A fortnight!? [Her arm wavers, but she put it back quickly.] ...Right. Great things take time, right?

[She stares at her at it, waiting a moment, before shifting her hand to the other hand.]

[For a split second, Saber seemed almost chagrined.]

It might seem a long time, but it is much more conducive than carrying wooden buckets of water in each hand up and down a steep hill each morning. And with a light blade, one need not be so extreme.

[She tilted her head just slightly to one side.]

Nevertheless, if you feel that you can push yourself more, do so. A warrior should always test himself...it is how we grow stronger.

[Her eyes widen in surprise,and she has to make sure she hasn't dropped her sword in shock.]

You... um... actually did that?

I always figured that was just for movies, or something.

[She has the grace to seem embarrassed again, however briefly]

My foster father was...rather strict. For good reason and quite necessary, but most knights need not train so rigorously from an early age.

For our purposes, simply building a basic amount of strength should suffice.

You're a knight? [She tilts her head.]

Wait. Am I going to be a knight? [Because that would be fraking awesome.]

Basic strength. Right. I can do that,..

[She nods slightly]

That is correct.

[Her smile is more open now at the mention of knighthood.]

The training for a knight is somewhat different; it is not only training in swordplay and strength, but also meditating upon the code of chivalry and building the discipline necessary to adhere to it through adversity.

[There is a hint of buried sadness in her smile.]

In many ways, that part is the most difficult in a knight's training.

[And like that, the moment passes]

But for now, the building of physical strength should take precedence.

Right.... Strength.

[She takes a deep breath, holding up her arm a little more, and then switching again.]

So... what was it like? The chivalry?

[The stoic mask all but dissolves now; she does so love talking about chivalry. And she believes is without question.]

First and foremost, chivalry is the commitment to defending those who cannot defend themselves, to become a servant to the people. It is a knight's duty to be a light in the midst of darkness, to give the people hope.

But it is also about setting an example. We hold to the virtues of Honour, Honesty, Valour and Loyalty. We must act with honour at all times, be honest in our dealings, eschew cowardice in defence of the people, remain loyal to our allies, and exhibit humility and mercifulness.

[She stares at Saber, mouth slightly agape. She's surprised by the sudden passion, as much as the spillage of words from this stoic woman.

She can't help but notice how beautiful Saber looks, either, when she's passionate like this... Though she tries not to. She'd rather not ruin this.]

...You must have been a pretty epic knight.

[This time her smile contains a touch of sadness and regret.]

I simply did my duty. My regret is that it was not enough.

[She pauses for a moment]

In some way, perhaps being summoned here will do some measure of good. If not for my kingdom, then for innocents here.

Oh. Something happened? [She shifted sword again, concerned eyes on Saber. She isn't sure what to do with Saber's seemingly cryptic past of knighthood. But she can tell the woman feels bad.]

How'd you get to be a knight, anyway?

The kingdom fell.

[Fortunately, she didn't have to dwell on it too long. Unfortunately, her path to knighthood was so intertwined with her rule that it was difficult to separate the two.]

I was entrusted to a knight shortly after I was born, and was raised and trained alongside his son. In truth, I've never known any other way to live.

...Have you ever been in a club?

A club?

You know - drinks, dance, relaxing?

That sounds somewhat like a tavern...though I have no recollection of any dancing.

"Maybe we could check one out," she offered. It sounded to her as if Saber could use a little relaxation. A little fun.

Exploring certainly seemed like a good idea. And while she was more than aware that the current era was vastly different than her own, there were more than a few specific details that had been left out. How taverns were in this day and age was not, apparently, vital to fighting other Servants and winning the Holy Grail.

"That would be most agreeable," Saber consented easily.

"Come on," she offered, gesturing for Saber. "I'll show you one..."

"Very well," Saber replied, sheathing her weapon and following easily, even with her short stature.

(Can change it if you need. ^^ )

Edited 2013-01-26 21:57 (UTC)

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