Hit Me Baby One More Time (semi-open)

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WHO: Jim Kirk + Samouel Gareth, Christine, Ohgren, Cosima, Korrin, Kain, Inessa, anyone else who wanted to help with the experiments
WHAT: It's time for Jim to run his experiments and beat some leathers.
WHEN: Throughout Justinian, after this post
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Nothing worth noting unless you protest the beating upon of leathers

Thankfully he was bequeathed quite a bit of leather to run these experiments, because there was a lot he wanted to test. He didn't want to run each subsequent test on a previously used leather either - that would skew results, and he needed these as precise and clean and controlled as possible. Not the lab settings he would hope for, but make due with what you got.

Now all he needed were his assistants.

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"That depends. I had thought about giving you a massage for your efforts, but if you prefer not to be touched..." he trailed off and shrugged his shoulders, letting Sam's mind complete the thought as it would.

He took in Sam's words and nodded, letting the usual teasing slide in the face of getting the job done. He turned to the leathers and considered them for a moment before he nodded to himself.

"All right, let's work with your sword first, take a break, and then your magic if you're up to it. If not, we can come back again tomorrow. Don't needlessly push yourself, all right?'

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The promise of a massage certainly gets Sam's attention, brows raising just slightly. Course he understood the underlying sexual intent of it as well. As much as he would love to just to follow this train of thought, there was an honest serious assignment here.

They would get back to that matter. Perhaps later.

Sword then magic. He nods in agreement to the plan, getting up from the table and heading to the first target with his sword. "So how would you like it? Do some slashes and thrusts?"

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"Just a downward slash will do," he nodded. "Once we go through that, I might have you try some downward piercing motions." He held his hands like he had the hilt and thrust it down to show what he meant. His lips twisted into a naughty smirk.

"Please try to work up a sweat."

[el_tybs]

"Are you going to tell me 'Harder', 'Put your back into it', or even tell me to take my shirt off?" Even as he asks, Sam moves closer to the samples. Keeping his eye on Kirk for a bit longer he eventually turns his attention to the first rack, taking the sword up in both hands, and slashing at the leather.