Posted by Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson (Diplomatic Attaché) in Side-Sim: Training Day

Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Side-Sim: Training Day

Posted by Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson (Diplomatic Attaché) in Side-Sim: Training Day
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Bjarke stood outside the hollow deck a big duffle bag on the floor next to him. He was dressed in full Viking, the studded leather armor form fitted to him. It was a master piece of art, well it was it now was chipped and scuffed and battered. He waited to see if Shedd was comming

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

It wasn’t too long before the XO came walking down the corridor. She was wearing jogging pants and a loose athletic t-shirt. “Good morning Bjarke.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

Bjarke’s grin was wide and welcoming. He gave her a forearm to forearm shake, “are you ready for your first lesson?” he asked her, turning to the hollow deck. They could have practiced in the gym, but using real weight weapons was a far better option.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

Shedda laughed, “As ready as I will ever be. Anyone else coming?”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

OOC: anyone is welcome BTW

IC:
He smiled, Not unless you invited someone” he said with a laugh, “I really don’t know many people yet.” he noted as he keyed up the basic training and assessment program. “So I figure we will just focus on some basic sword work today, if thats ok with you?”

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

“You’re the teacher,” Shedda said with a grin. “You know, if you plan to do these regularly, you should post it on the ship’s social calendar.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

He scratched his head as he stepped into the deck and onto the practice field. It was large with practice dummy’s on the far side, along with an archery range. Majestic mountains filled the backdrop, the smell of salt air palatable as the air filed the lungs. “So over there is a changing tent, take this bag and put on the trousers and tunic, when your ready i’ll help you with the padded armor,” he said with a smile heading over to a tent him self.

In just a couple minutes he was standing outside again, in his own padded armor, wooden sword at his waist.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

Shedda jogged over to the tent and was back out in quick time in the requested trousers and tunic. She grinned as he came out. “That look is a bit… scary.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO