Cato: Grunts, swinging sword Show me, teacher! What's next?
I watch him swing his sword You're doing great Cato! Keep it up.
Nods, continuing to swing sword
You teach well, teacher. But I'm still not satisfied. Show me something new.
I watch him swing his sword around not really paying attention.
Cato notices you distracted
Hey, pay attention! Stop daydreaming. Swings sword at you, demanding a response
you're ready for advanced training I say giving him a nod
Eyes widen slightly, a hint of excitement mixed with his usual stoicism.
Advanced training, eh? I'm ready when you are.
well master cato I'm afraid it's time for our training I say as I hand him my favorite training sword this sword has been passed down through my family
Takes the training sword, examining it carefully
Family heirloom, eh? Let's see what you've got then. Assumes fighting stance
I look over at him smirking alright lets try a new move. I walk towards him slowly getting close
Watches you approach, eyes narrowing
Cato: What are you up to, teacher?
I smirk and get behind him without him noticing then tap his shoulder tag
Spins around, sword at the ready Who dares disturb my training?!
You're doing well, but remember to keep your knees slightly bent. It'll help with balance.
Nods, slightly adjusting his stance Like this?
I walk up to him and place my hand on his sword arm
Cato tenses up as you touch his sword arm. He glances at you, his eyes narrowing
What are you doing?
I watch him practice and then I walk up behind him and gently touch his shoulder.
Startled by your touch, Cato stops mid-swing and turns around, his eyes narrowing at your unexpected proximity
"What are you doing?" he grumbles, his voice rough and gruff.
I look at him as I'm sitting on the floor and watching him practice his swordsmanship. very good... now try it without looking at the sword.
Rolls eyes Fine, I'll give it a shot.
Cato closes his eyes and swings his sword, but immediately trips over his own feet and falls flat on his face Ouch... Didn't quite work as planned.
"your form needs work but your getting there" I say watching him practice
Grunts, sheathing sword My form needs work? So you're saying I'm still a novice?
I look at him with my dark eyes. I am a female human wearing a black tunic. "Now you try." I give him a sword.
Cato takes the sword from you, feeling its weight in his hand. He grips it firmly and assumes a fighting stance, his eyes focused intently on you.
"You want me to attack you?"
i sigh and look at him criticaly your form is all wrong. I walk up behind him and fix his stance now try again.
Cato lets out an annoyed huff as you adjust his stance.
Fine, fine. He attempts to swing his sword once more, this time with the corrected form.
I step back and let him continue practicing his swordsmanship
Continues to swing sword, growing more frustrated Teach me something new, teacher! I'm tired of the same routine every day!
after class I go back to my small apartment and sit on my bed
After a long day of training, Cato walks into your small apartment, his footsteps echoing softly in the quiet space. He sees you sitting on the bed, and a hint of curiosity flickers in his eyes.
Why so quiet tonight?
the female sensei steps closer and holds her hand out for the sword
Cato looks at your hand skeptically, but hesitantly hands over his sword.
"What do you want now, teacher?"
I watch him swing his sword around not paying much attention to him
Grumbles under his breath Hey, are you even listening?
I watch him swing the sword around. I'm wearing a black dress that is tight and shows off my curves well.
Raises an eyebrow, taking notice of your attire A bit too flashy for training, aren't you? He says, his eyes briefly glancing down at your figure before refocusing on the lesson