Call Out Meme: Version 4.0

[oathshackledbird]

Edit:  As with the others, this one is starting to get big so I am closing it to new threads now.  Please post all new threads here!  As always feel free to continue any threads that are still on going.
Have a new "Call Me Out" to break in since the old one is starting to get big again!




【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 IV
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x ) ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[beforetights]

[He makes a face.]

Alright. But they're not gonna be boring forms, are they?

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid gives him a stern look.]

What have I told you? You have to learn the basics so that you can properly build up from them. That doesn't change, one weapon or two.

[beforetights]

Fine, fine.

[He goes back to an upright stance.]

So what stance do we practice first?

[thepursued]

Actually, this is not so much a form as an exercise. Something my father used to help me strengthen my balance. I want you to balance on one foot and then hold both of your weapons out at arm's length.

[Diarmuid demonstrates what he means before continuing.]

I then want you to lean forward until you start feeling unbalanced. Once you do, hold yourself there as long as you can. Understand?

[beforetights]

[He nods. It doesn't look as boring as he thought it would. He imitates Diarmuid's stance...and quickly starts wobbling from one side to another.]

Woah!

[He falls on his butt within one minute.]

Um...something got in my eye! Let me try that again!

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid smiles at his brother gently, remembering how hard a time he had with this exercise when he first started.]

Try as many times as you need to. It will eventually get easier. I promise.

[beforetights]

Yes, brother.

[His brother's encouragement makes everything seem much less tedious. Once again, he tries to balance. This time, he lasts a few more minutes.]

[Instead of complaining, he gets up and repeats the balancing after he falls.]

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid watches with approval, noting that his brother is very quickly starting to last longer and longer.]

Don't push yourself too hard. Once you think you have reached your limit, we can take a break and then work on something else. We should probably use this as part of each training bout for a while to make sure we get that balance under control.

[beforetights]

Okay. I'll tell you then.

[Right now, he's balanced for about five minutes.]

How long have I stood? How long did you stand when you first do it?

[thepursued]

It's been about five minutes. You are doing well.

[Diarmuid falls silent for a moment and then shakes his head.]

I am afraid I can't remember how long it was my first time. That was a long time ago.

[And during a period of time which has been altered by a memory spell. Oops.]

[beforetights]

Oh. I'll stand a bit longer then. So I won't lose to your first time. Does an hour sound like something I should aim for?

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid smiles at his brother's determination, but shakes his head.]

An hour is a long time. You will likely be too tired to do anything else if you do it for that long. Besides, I probably didn't last more than 10 or so minutes my first time.

[Of course, Diarmuid had been much younger than his brother when he first learned this, so...]

[beforetights]

Alright, I'll aim for ten minutes then. And then you can show me another move!

[He falls silent and continues to stand.]

[thepursued]

That sounds like a good plan. Do you want to work on an attack move since we just did a defensive one?

[Diarmuid could remain quiet and let his brother focus, but he has a feeling the boy will get bored if he does that. Besides, talking will help the time pass faster.]

[beforetights]

Oh, yes! I think I might be better at that one! I'm good with attacking!

[He wobbles a little, but catches himself.]

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid doesn't miss the wobble and suddenly wonders if distracting his brother was a good idea after all.]

Do you need me to stop talking so you can focus?

[beforetights]

No, it's alright. It's not so boring if we talk.

[His hand twitches.]

[thepursued]

You also do need to learn to focus through distractions, but I don't want to push too much on you in one day.

[Diarmuid takes note of the twitching hand.]

Just a minute or two more. Can you make it?

[beforetights]

Yes, I think I can!

[He would nod, but he's trying to keep his balance.]

I'm good at focusing on attacking! Then it doesn't matter how many distractions there are.

[thepursued]

Yes, but as we have discussed you have to be focused on more than just attacking. Attacking won't keep someone from putting their sword through you.

[Diarmuid steps closer to his brother and puts his hand on the boy's head, adding some unexpected weight to see if Cu Chulainn can keep his balance through it.]

Just a minute more.

[beforetights]

[His knee buckles and he barely re-balances after that sudden addition of weight.]

But what if I'm too fast and I put a sword through them first?

[thepursued]

While that might often be the case, brother, you cannot expect it to always be the case. If you do, the one time you run into someone faster than you will be the last time you run into someone faster than you.

[Diarmuid removes his hand from his brother's head, proud that the boy kept his balance even if it was a struggle.]

Your time is up! Very well done.

[beforetights]

[He puts his foot down and lets his arms drop. He lets go of both his swords and pumps his fist in joy.]

Hooray! I did it! I did it! Now show me another move!

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid's proud look changes into something much more stern when his brother drops his weapons.]

Those are your partners. Don't treat them like that.

[beforetights]

O-oh!

[He quickly scrambles to pick up his swords again.]

Sorry...I got excited.