Nurtured by the Sun

Jaden Ohanzee · 10-13-2011, 01:46 PM

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I was tired and a bit wordy but same for him. We can end with another post or two? Words - 600+

Perhaps Jaden’s question was a bit abrupt but, for him at least, to be without a pack, without a family or friends or even just comrades, was akin to being without life. If no one knows of you and you do nothing but survive then what will be left once you have gone into the afterlife? Not even a name. The Shishen had wandered for a time after loosing his old ways without purpose and it had nearly destroyed him. Here, he had purpose. Here he had responsibility. What else could one truly ask for?

But, the Exultare did give a good answer. She was undecided and had been given time to make up her mind. Plenty of it, he answered, you have a good head on your shoulders. If Nayru had given X’yrin time to make her mind up, then she fully deserved it. Even if he disagreed, Jaden would never question the word of his Alpha she-wolf.

The two warriors then fell into a meaningful and enriching conversation. First X’yrin explained in depth her own fighting style. To change and redirect energy sounded alarmingly familiar to how the Ichikan’s own style worked, but with some differences. The man listened intently and smiled when he noticed how frequently she asked if things ‘made sense’ and made the motions that went with.

Jaden started to explain his own fighting philosophy once she seemed finished. Not often did he talk so much and he was a little rusty. Often, he stopped and reworded things or asked if he was making sense. When first starting to speak his arms crossed over his wide chest and showed the slight discomfort and insecurity he felt. The longer he spoke the more he relaxed and the more he grew accustom to his own voice. It wasn’t long before his words evened out and the man was motioning with his hands in an almost exaggerated fashion at any opportunity.

Since free hand combat was not Jaden’s first choice when confronted, he first discussed his weapon proficiencies. The projectile slinging bow was first to be described and this time he was sure X’yrin got a chance to examine his short bow and an arrow from his leather quiver closely. He then motioned to the arrow he’d fired into the grassy valley for an example of the weapon’s range.

Once the bow was done being described, Jaden moved onto blades. The Dagger he usually carried with him and his ‘Moon Blades’ which he nearly never used. Both were dangerous close proximity weapons in the right hands and the Moon Blades were custom offensive weapons which took loads of training to use properly. The bladed gauntlets were difficult to describe properly so Jaden only touched on them lightly and said he would show the Nomad some time if she’d like.

Finally, with weapon description finished, the brute touched on his combat beliefs. To find myself entering a genuinely dangerous situation unarmed is a dreadful mistake, he explained, But it is inevitable. The art of combat I trained in originally focused on diverting and deflecting energy but almost never into an attack. ‘Ocadi’ my teacher called it. Jaden spoke the truth when he said this though the name is not real. ‘Ocadi’ is actually an uninspired twist on the word Aikido, Ocadi basically being a somewhat smooth mix of Aikido and only enough Kickboxing to make the art more than just defensive. Ocadi teaches that energy is round, in a sense. he frowned and thought of a good way to describe it best. He’d never had to before now. To interrupt that round-ness by absorbing the energy or blocking it causes harm. To use Ocadi, you must know how to continue energies natural flow. Once you can alter the flow, you can direct it to your own means. Know where your own center is and have control of the energy there too so you can be most effective…

Jaden does. "Jaden speaks." Jaden thinks.

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