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riverviewlogs2017-05-09 08:34 am
yokunaru) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-05-09 08:34 am
[Open] + Catchall
who: Yuuri and anyone!
what: Training and exploring the city
when: Early May
where: All around the city
warnings: None so far
A. Perimeter Guard Barracks
[Anyone training in the late morning will notice an unfamiliar face in the area. Though Yuuri does his best to keep out of everyone's way, he doesn't realize he's probably drawing attention to himself just by being there and not going with the flow of things. He's not holding a weapon, for one, nor does he seem inclined to find one to practice with. Instead of approaching anyone, he opts to study people's forms as they practice instead. Feel that prickling sensation at the back of your neck? If you turn around, you'll probably find Yuuri standing a little ways off, watching you intently.
Once he realizes you're actually looking back, his eyes will widen and he'll stammer out an apology.]
I-I'm so sorry! I'm not bothering you, am I?
B. Community Center, Ice Skating Rink
[As always, the ice is a familiar haven to him, a place where he can skate some of his anxious thoughts away. After weeks in the city, Yuuri's managed to figure out the center's schedule and find a perfect time to practice. It's just a break between the classes, and while the rink is still open to the public, he's found that it's usually not very crowded at this time of the day.
Yuuri glides across, alternating between skating some compulsory figures and practicing a jump or two. While all this is normal for him, what isn't normal is the thing that comes rushing out toward him suddenly, making him squeak in surprise, flail his arms, and then go crashing onto the ice. He rubs at his hip with a groan.]
You really have to stop doing that... [Who is he talking to? There's no one there, but if you squint hard enough, you might catch a metallic glint out of the corner of your eye, accompanied by a hollow sounding snicker.]
C. Library
[Ever since picking up his first aid lessons with Dr. McCoy again, Yuuri's tried to stop by the library's medical section to brush up on his knowledge. He vaguely remembers a few things from the mandatory biology courses he'd taken in university, but that's nowhere near what he needs to know if he isn't going to be a burden on the doctor.
Even with his determination to learn, Yuuri finds himself drifting off during one such library run. At first, it's quiet for a while, Yuuri simply dozing at the table. Then, it all happens in a chain. The book he's reading slips out of his hand, falling to the floor with a loud thump. Yuuri jerks awake, startled by the noise, and his elbow just happens to catch the pile of books next to him. Though he tries his best to catch them, the books all go tumbling down to the ground, one loud noise after another, until most of the people around the tables are staring at him.
Turning a brilliant red, Yuuri sinks down in his chair a little before deciding the best way to escape is to slip onto the floor and start picking up the books he's knocked over. Hopefully nobody was reading those!]
what: Training and exploring the city
when: Early May
where: All around the city
warnings: None so far
A. Perimeter Guard Barracks
[Anyone training in the late morning will notice an unfamiliar face in the area. Though Yuuri does his best to keep out of everyone's way, he doesn't realize he's probably drawing attention to himself just by being there and not going with the flow of things. He's not holding a weapon, for one, nor does he seem inclined to find one to practice with. Instead of approaching anyone, he opts to study people's forms as they practice instead. Feel that prickling sensation at the back of your neck? If you turn around, you'll probably find Yuuri standing a little ways off, watching you intently.
Once he realizes you're actually looking back, his eyes will widen and he'll stammer out an apology.]
I-I'm so sorry! I'm not bothering you, am I?
B. Community Center, Ice Skating Rink
[As always, the ice is a familiar haven to him, a place where he can skate some of his anxious thoughts away. After weeks in the city, Yuuri's managed to figure out the center's schedule and find a perfect time to practice. It's just a break between the classes, and while the rink is still open to the public, he's found that it's usually not very crowded at this time of the day.
Yuuri glides across, alternating between skating some compulsory figures and practicing a jump or two. While all this is normal for him, what isn't normal is the thing that comes rushing out toward him suddenly, making him squeak in surprise, flail his arms, and then go crashing onto the ice. He rubs at his hip with a groan.]
You really have to stop doing that... [Who is he talking to? There's no one there, but if you squint hard enough, you might catch a metallic glint out of the corner of your eye, accompanied by a hollow sounding snicker.]
C. Library
[Ever since picking up his first aid lessons with Dr. McCoy again, Yuuri's tried to stop by the library's medical section to brush up on his knowledge. He vaguely remembers a few things from the mandatory biology courses he'd taken in university, but that's nowhere near what he needs to know if he isn't going to be a burden on the doctor.
Even with his determination to learn, Yuuri finds himself drifting off during one such library run. At first, it's quiet for a while, Yuuri simply dozing at the table. Then, it all happens in a chain. The book he's reading slips out of his hand, falling to the floor with a loud thump. Yuuri jerks awake, startled by the noise, and his elbow just happens to catch the pile of books next to him. Though he tries his best to catch them, the books all go tumbling down to the ground, one loud noise after another, until most of the people around the tables are staring at him.
Turning a brilliant red, Yuuri sinks down in his chair a little before deciding the best way to escape is to slip onto the floor and start picking up the books he's knocked over. Hopefully nobody was reading those!]
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Care to try for a round? Might give us a place to start. [ He picks up one of the fallen batons and offers it up to him, eyebrows raised. ]
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Oh--but. [He bites his lip.] You're much more skilled than I am. I don't think I could keep up.
[Yuuri has no delusions about how good he is at this.]
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No former students here to vouch for me, but I can promise I've never taken out any knee caps I wasn't aiming for.
[ A beat. In case it's not obvious: ]
...I'm not gonna hit you, I swear.
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I didn't think you would. [Unless he's read the guy completely wrong, he'd seemed too friendly to be a jerk like that.] I, um... I just don't like holding people back.
[Baton in hand, Yuuri shifts into a fighting stance to guard himself. He does it with enough ease to show that he's been practicing, even if he still looks nervous facing any kind of opponent.] How did you want to do this?
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[ And it's a risk. A risk when there really aren't many ways to justify how Dick Grayson, Gotham-raised cop, knows advanced stick fighting. But it isn't as if he hadn't known that when he'd come out here today. It seems a little less risky, when nearly everyone either on the guard has abilities or comes from a place with people who do.
Maybe he remembers a little too well what it was like to feel helpless and out his depth. Maybe he still does, sometimes, in a world where a multi-dimensional portal holds all the threads of life here. He takes a quick breath. ]
...And I think we should start with what you do know. You ever done any self-defense before?
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Some. I started learning a few months ago. [Yuuri glances down at the baton in his hand.] I... know the basics of the stun baton, but I panic when I'm actually in a fight.
[Remembering how he'd frozen up at the danger before, Yuuri's face burns with shame and he avoids Dick's gaze.]
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...You know that's actually pretty common, when you haven't seen much combat.
Fear's something you train out.
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H-how do you train something like fear away?
[He knows that technically, stage fright is something you can eventually work around, but with something like combat... he hadn't really thought it would be possible. For someone like him, at least.]
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I know that probably sounds trite, but that's really all it takes. You face down the challenge, until one day you get past it.