 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Hello yes, what was a summer child? It WAS nice that Kale's dad, aka the professor, aka Headmaster Trent thought he was sweet though! Flynn might have said Headmaster Trent was sweet back but the man was talking a lot now, answering him, saying so much about risks and pure intentions that Flynn just found himself nodding along in earnest. Except, wait, dummies? That was a little mean wasn't it? Couldn't they call them mannequins or even figurines instead?
Still thinking about this even as the lesson moved on, Flynn took a moment to catch up with the questions. His hand went up.
"Sir, what about taking things away or changing them? I think some of the duelling ruels and etiquette things maybe actually don't have a practical use, they're for show and showmanship because duelling was a popular spectator sport in super old times," was it still now? Not in the same way at least, "and some of those things are performance elements that maybe just stick around because its tradition." Bows and paces and salutes and things. They were signals to the audience that something exciting was going to happen. As a performer himself, Flynn was inclined that way too. He wasn't against a bit of flourish.
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