Post by BlacKitten on Aug 11, 2017 11:53:36 GMT -5
Without a word spoken from his mouth, the new recruit followed his private tutor towards whatever destination she had in mind. He was not looking forward to it at all. Nothing good could come out of this. He wasn’t the type of person who valued being a jack of all trades, much preferring to be a specialist of a particular area. Of course, if there were free skills in other areas ripe for the picking, he would take them for what it’s worth but wouldn’t rely too heavily on them. Every person had their own personal taste and style. Even if one mastered every discipline in existence, their preferences, habits, and biases would narrow it down one way or another.
Ironically, his older self would value safety and stay away from danger. But, the training thus far had been so mundane and boring that he’d prefer to do some real tasks that would seem ‘dangerous’ to these soldiers. Perhaps his beliefs of staying away from danger hadn’t change, but his perception of danger was what changed. After all, the majority of the populace on this island was probably no much of a threat to him. Even if a thug was armed with a weapon, he wouldn’t pay much attention to them. The average man’s dangers were nothing more than entertainment and fun for him, and his idea of danger would be an utter catastrophic disaster to the average man. It was all relative, based on each of their personal standards.
While the brunette may appear all positive and blissful on the outside, he wasn’t going to take it as fact quite just yet. There was always the possibility that she could be hiding some darkness within her by coloring herself with bright expressions.
Ah... just one more day... and this would all be over... What a pain..., why couldn’t they just eyeball me and decide if I’m ready or not? No amount of training is going to prepare one’s mentality to the pressure of the real thing.
He was led into a building, indicating that whatever the torturous and nefarious scheme this woman had in mind would be indoors. A quick scan of the room gave him the impression of a spacious area due to the high ceiling. The mats on the floor suggested a dojo-like setting.
After instructed to remove his shoes, he did just that, taking off the brown boots that all soldiers wear before walking towards the mat. As always, when the brunette tied her hair into a ponytail, it meant that she was going to be involved one way or another.
”Right, so… show me how you’d pin me down, if you had to.”
With an expressionless face, he nodded.
Pinning, huh?
He approached the brunette at an angle as he answered verbally, “Alright..., that all depends on what my target does. I won’t have a specific predetermined movement in mind during the action. But as a generalization, I target the joints, typically the wrist and elbow.”
Reaching out, he secured the outer side of her right wrist, using his right hand to clench into a taut grip. Very casually, he tightened his hand with a crushing force, but there was no visible shaking or extreme tension from his arm. It seemed almost implied that he could exert a vice-like grip that could leave a dark redden imprint on her flesh.
“Next, I spiral your arm,” he said while spiraling her arm clockwise such that her elbow would be forced outwards, a combination of twisting and circling of the arm along with an inward force to produce an intricate spiraling motion. “Secure the elbow,” his left hand gently pressed against the bent elbow. “And use your entire arm as leverage to control the rest of your body,” he twisted his waist, turning on a single, strong imaginary axis on his body. Holding her arm outwards and pushing the upward extruding elbow forward and downwards, he exerted a basic multi-vectored technique. The simplest way to generalize it was that there were multiple spiraling motions in action, not just the arm in his control but also his waist and another vector spiraling into the girl’s shoulder socket as part of the leveraging motion.
He attempted to torque the entire girl’s torso forward and downwards to offset her balance. Due to the turning of his waist, he can cause the girl to orbit partially around him while having her descend closer and closer towards the ground. The speed in which he executed the motion was mediocre for the sake of her safety. He didn't want to get yelled at for smashing her into the ground.
“Well... this is the painless version at least,” he commented, not wanting to hurt the girl. “If I was merciless, I may snap your elbow or dislocate your shoulder in the process... or both,” the boy added on with a nonchalant manner as if he had done it countless times in the past. “Typically, I’d prefer to remain standing in case there are other threats around me,” he stated his preference. There were variations that involve kneeling down and have the target mostly immobile, but he was more of a stand-up fighter.