I don't know, I just wanna rp~!

[sandsofhell]

WHO: Walker and all of y'all
WHAT: Training and preoccupying himself and others.
WHEN: Cloudreach...here...and there
WHERE: Training grounds, the place with the dummies.
NOTES: Eh, violence against human-shaped dummies? Maybe some language.

He had caught on rather quickly with how to use the resources that were made available to him. Yes Walker would much rather have a gun with him, or even a pair of walkie-talkies; the kind that you can buy for your kids at Walmart or some other store for a few bucks. But even so he's dealt with less, and was currently building on his skills with the tools at his disposal.

The man had quickly picked up on the spear, the king of the battlefield and used in just about every conflict imaginable. Even in his own time, he had the similar bayonet that he could fix on the end of a rifle if he really needed it. He was no stranger to knives or hand to hand either, and could regularly be seen practicing them with ease.

No, what he needed improvement on the most was his abilities to wield both a sword and bow. Though he was fairly used to using the bow and arrow (along with the crossbow), especially by now, he still needed to improve upon it. The same could be said with the sword. An outdated weapon without much use on a modern battlefield.

But it has a use here, and so he often found himself training alongside the other recruits, learning what he could with them, while also teaching the things that he knows.

However Walker still looked a bit awkward with the blade in hand and could probably use a few pointers.

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[shieldwalls]

"You're going to want to have a firmer grasp on the grip, or that blade will not stay in your hand for a very long time. It won't break with a bit of pressure, I can assure you." The voice comes to his left, as Aveline happened by the recruits on her way towards the dummies, herself. She wasn't going to leave him to it, not if she could offer a hand.

"Have you ever used a sword before?"

[sandsofhell]

He had been practicing it for quite some time today, something that would be rather evident from the sweat starting to pool down on his forehead. The moment that Walker had away from the recruits that he had been stuck training, was the moment that he immediately went to start his own training.

He had improved-- somewhat since he first started out. But as Aveline can probably tell, he isn't used to using a sword.

"Only for ceremonial purposes." He grunted back, after realizing that she was addressing him. His grip is fine, stance is fine, but his movements were rather clumsy and inexperienced.

Help a brother out?

[shieldwalls]

She gives him a small nod. "Alright. Using it in a fight is a bit different than it would be for show. You're going to want to be sure of it, like it's an extension of your arm."

Aveline looks his form up and down. "If you second guess yourself, an enemy will see it and take advantage of that. See that dummy? Hit the left arm."

[sandsofhell]

Walker listened, letting her words sink in.

When the woman mentioned the dummy he stares at it for a few moments before shrugging and lining up his shot with his eyes. For a moment he imagined an actual person there, faceless and open for attack.

He hesitates for a moment before swinging the blade down. Those large muscles of his weren't just for show either, and the blade forces itself deep into arm. Though his movements were still stiff and showing general discomfort in using something with a blade that was three times bigger than what he was used to.

With a grunt, he rips the blade out. "And?"