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Tazenhani · 10-24-2015, 05:49 AM

SPOILER!!: This Kid! <3

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Originally Posted by Hera

Why was this so funny? What did Sabel find so amusing in all of this? He had never thought of Sabel as one of those 'what is the meaning of life' people, questioning the meaning of 'living' and all of that. Living, as far as Zeke was concerned, meant he had a beating heart and that he was able to breathe. THAT was living. But Merlin, how could he explain it? Zeke opened his mouth to respond, but closed it again. It was finding a way to say it without sounding like he was in love with the man, that was the challenge, kind of. It was... sappy.

"I just... I want to be close to as good as you are in a duel, and I want to be able to keep my cool and know strategy, not just jump into a situation I might not get out of. You're... I dunno, you're strong, I want to be strong... and all of that..." please don't make him continue. It would be so awkward, because there was only one work he could use to summarise Sabel, and it wasn't one he was willing to admit to. "I want your skill," he added, because THAT was a thing.

He took a deep breath of his own, and though he hadn't intended be out on the grounds for this talk, he was glad for it now. The cold air was doing him wonders. The forest too was soothing, despite the rumours of the nasties within it.

Of all the things he thought Sabel might advise him to do, attending his classes wasn't one of them. He supposed though, now he had no valid reason not to. Up until now, he thought it was the only way to excel in the areas he was already excelling in, to improve beyond what he was required to do at his year level, but... he gave no consideration to his weaknesses. So when Sabel continued, identifying that THIS was his key issue, it was simultaneously disheartening and empowering. He still didn't like the idea of achieving a T or two. It was hardly flattering, and it wouldn't do his reputation any good. Zeke remained silent on this point, processing the information instead of finding a way to question it.

Continuing their walk, Zeke was only halted when Sabel put an arm out in front of him. Say what?

...

"Literally beat down? Or generally beat down?" he asked, because depending on the question, he had alternative responses. "If you knocked me down right now, I'd try to kick your legs out from under you... but, if you mean generally," which come to think of it, probably was more appropriate, "then I would get back up."

Is that what Sabel was trying to tell him to do? Just... get back up? Dust himself off? And try again?

Okay. He didn't expect to be laughing so much, given this was supposed to be serious conversation and all, but there he went again. Laughing. And more honestly this time too. He shook his head, and had to catch his breath, and when he looked at the kid there was an ironic mirth in his eyes. "Oh if only you knew how many situations I've done just that in. It was my signature move."

Did the kid still want to know? Still want his 'skill'. "Why not ask your mom? She's got more of a level head than I ever did." He wasn't saying 'no' for the record, just investigating. Auror habits died hard.

A glance to the kid showed that he was thinking. There were thoughts turning behind the boy's eyes, not just a hard stall of stubbornness. That was good. It was a start. And he was taking the question seriously? Well, that was even better.

"Literally. Or generally. One and the other, and both. Say I beat you down literally. You would fight. What if I beat you again? And generally, if you got back up, say I knocked you down again. What would you do?"

10-24-2015, 05:49 AM	#15 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: This Kid! <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Why was this so funny? What did Sabel find so amusing in all of this? He had never thought of Sabel as one of those 'what is the meaning of life' people, questioning the meaning of 'living' and all of that. Living, as far as Zeke was concerned, meant he had a beating heart and that he was able to breathe. THAT was living. But Merlin, how could he explain it? Zeke opened his mouth to respond, but closed it again. It was finding a way to say it without sounding like he was in love with the man, that was the challenge, kind of. It was... sappy. "I just... I want to be close to as good as you are in a duel, and I want to be able to keep my cool and know strategy, not just jump into a situation I might not get out of. You're... I dunno, you're strong, I want to be strong... and all of that..." please don't make him continue. It would be so awkward, because there was only one work he could use to summarise Sabel, and it wasn't one he was willing to admit to. "I want your skill," he added, because THAT was a thing. He took a deep breath of his own, and though he hadn't intended be out on the grounds for this talk, he was glad for it now. The cold air was doing him wonders. The forest too was soothing, despite the rumours of the nasties within it. Of all the things he thought Sabel might advise him to do, attending his classes wasn't one of them. He supposed though, now he had no valid reason not to. Up until now, he thought it was the only way to excel in the areas he was already excelling in, to improve beyond what he was required to do at his year level, but... he gave no consideration to his weaknesses. So when Sabel continued, identifying that THIS was his key issue, it was simultaneously disheartening and empowering. He still didn't like the idea of achieving a T or two. It was hardly flattering, and it wouldn't do his reputation any good. Zeke remained silent on this point, processing the information instead of finding a way to question it. Continuing their walk, Zeke was only halted when Sabel put an arm out in front of him. Say what? ... "Literally beat down? Or generally beat down?" he asked, because depending on the question, he had alternative responses. "If you knocked me down right now, I'd try to kick your legs out from under you... but, if you mean generally," which come to think of it, probably was more appropriate, "then I would get back up." Is that what Sabel was trying to tell him to do? Just... get back up? Dust himself off? And try again? Okay. He didn't expect to be laughing so much, given this was supposed to be serious conversation and all, but there he went again. Laughing. And more honestly this time too. He shook his head, and had to catch his breath, and when he looked at the kid there was an ironic mirth in his eyes. "Oh if only you knew how many situations I've done just that in. It was my signature move." Did the kid still want to know? Still want his 'skill'. "Why not ask your mom? She's got more of a level head than I ever did." He wasn't saying 'no' for the record, just investigating. Auror habits died hard. A glance to the kid showed that he was thinking. There were thoughts turning behind the boy's eyes, not just a hard stall of stubbornness. That was good. It was a start. And he was taking the question seriously? Well, that was even better. "Literally. Or generally. One and the other, and both. Say I beat you down literally. You would fight. What if I beat you again? And generally, if you got back up, say I knocked you down again. What would you do?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.