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Wingshadow
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Alex's attempt at a counter-offensive worked wonderfully. The masked figure was pulled down from the roof, falling down toward the ground just in time for the senbon to contact with his assailant, but just at the last possible moment the figure grasped the mask covering the face and used it to block the needle just before it struck. The figure then landed deftly and with perfect poise, looking up at Alex plainly. It was the warrior, of course, and she actually looked somewhat pleased if the subtle softening of her eyes had any actual meaning in them. She said nothing at first, but rather held up her mask with the needle planted firmly through the center.
"You really do enjoy damaging my things, do you not?" she remarked in a rhetorical manner, "I could criticize you on sleeping too deeply as it took quite a stir to wake you... I doubt that will be necessary, all things considered. Although any real assassin would have killed you before you even woke up, you performed reasonably well once aware of the probable danger to your own being. Come, let us move on to the next lesson."
Without even going to change her clothes, she motioned to him to follow her into a small clearing in the trees, where she had made a rather large fire. It smelled of pine wood, which was probably what was burning, and crackled menacingly as if taunting Alex before he even knew of the challenge she would present before him.
"These are ordinary chestnuts," the warrior pointed toward a modest pile of them which were beside the fire, "and this is an ordinary fire. Chestnuts to do not burn as easily as the wood, but they do get very hot and become well roasted if they remain in the fire. Your task is to both place the chestnuts and retrieve them from the fire without burning your hands. It is very possible to accomplish, even for someone of your skill, but this task requires speed and precision. Begin whenever you are ready."
This woman was certainly one for trial by fire, or at least her own master had been, as this was clearly not a job for the faint of heart or the hesitant. Given that this was a relatively simple task, it begged the question of what sorts of tasks she would ask him to perform in the future. Breaking rocks, perhaps?
"You really do enjoy damaging my things, do you not?" she remarked in a rhetorical manner, "I could criticize you on sleeping too deeply as it took quite a stir to wake you... I doubt that will be necessary, all things considered. Although any real assassin would have killed you before you even woke up, you performed reasonably well once aware of the probable danger to your own being. Come, let us move on to the next lesson."
Without even going to change her clothes, she motioned to him to follow her into a small clearing in the trees, where she had made a rather large fire. It smelled of pine wood, which was probably what was burning, and crackled menacingly as if taunting Alex before he even knew of the challenge she would present before him.
"These are ordinary chestnuts," the warrior pointed toward a modest pile of them which were beside the fire, "and this is an ordinary fire. Chestnuts to do not burn as easily as the wood, but they do get very hot and become well roasted if they remain in the fire. Your task is to both place the chestnuts and retrieve them from the fire without burning your hands. It is very possible to accomplish, even for someone of your skill, but this task requires speed and precision. Begin whenever you are ready."
This woman was certainly one for trial by fire, or at least her own master had been, as this was clearly not a job for the faint of heart or the hesitant. Given that this was a relatively simple task, it begged the question of what sorts of tasks she would ask him to perform in the future. Breaking rocks, perhaps?