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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[thepursued]

That would be nice, wouldn't it?

[Diarmuid reaches out to ruffle his brother's hair.]

But we will have to see what weapons come to you. Sometimes we get what we want and sometimes we don't. It is usually for the best either way, though.

[beforetights]

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I understand.

...Can we wear matching armor then? Or can I comb my hair the same as you?

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid bends down so that he can look he brother in the eyes and give him a warm smile.]

While I appreciate you wanting to be like me, every hero should be themselves and make an image for themselves. You will find out what armor and styles make you soon enough. Somehow, I doubt they will be much like mine, but there is nothing wrong with that.

[beforetights]

[He makes a face.]

Then...then I'm gonna find a style even better than yours! So I can be a hero you're proud of! So I'll be worthy of my legend in your time!

[thepursued]

[A knowing twinkle enters Diarmuid's eyes.]

You do that. That is a goal I will be proud to support you fully on. Shall we move onto learning that new attack move now?

[He doesn't say that he is already proud of his brother, because he doesn't want the boy to get the wrong idea and settle for his current level being good enough. Diarmuid doesn't actually think that will happen, but better safe than sorry since his brother is still so young.]

[beforetights]

[That catches his attention quickly enough.]

Yeah! Show me! Hurry up and show me!

[He holds his swords up in front of himself.]

[thepursued]

[Diarmuid laughs, standing and gathering his own weapons again.]

Patience brother. Just stand as you are and I will demonstrate. Don't try to block. Just watch.

[He gives Cu Chulainn a moment to ready himself and then attacks, first dropping low as if he is going to try and strike at his brother's legs before stopping short and redirecting his weapons to strike upward under the boy's own weapons and at his chest. There is a delay between when he swings his blades, since in a real battle he is sure the first strike would be blocked leaving--hopefully--an opening for the second one to connect.]

[beforetights]

Now let me try.

[He imitates Diarmuid's moves, making sure to pause for the interval. After practicing that last defensive maneuver, he knows that there's a chance that his first blow will be blocked. However, even though he understands keeping slight intervals between his attacks, the angle of his slashes and stabs are slightly off.]

[thepursued]

Stay right like that.

[To be honest, it's not bad for the first time trying, and Diarmuid is glad to see his brother apply what he learned before. He moves from his defending position and then shifts the angles of his brother's weapons slightly.]

You need to be behind and under. Even if you can't strike your enemies body you can push their weapon away, opening them up for a follow up strike that will hit their body.

[beforetights]

Oops. Let me try again.

[He imitates the move again, this time remembering to keep the angles right. However, he devotes so much effort to focusing on the attack that his movements seem stiff. Still, he's obviously better at attacking than defending, since he's grasping this better than the block.]

[thepursued]

Relax. It is better to be off on the angles than too stiff. Being stiff just makes it that much easier for me to knock your weapon away or move in a way you cannot react to fast enough.

[Diarmuid really isn't surprised that his brother is catching on to the attack faster than the defense. He would have been honestly surprised if it had been the other way around considering the boy's legend.]

[beforetights]

[He nods and repeats the move again. This time, the angle go back to being a bit off, but at least his motions are smoother.]

How do you move so smoothly all the time? For both attacking and defending? Do you always have to think about it?

[thepursued]

I actually don't think about it. It is instinct for me now.

[Diarmuid gives his brother a serious look.]

Don't let that discourage you. You have a lot more training ahead of you. I know soon enough those things will be instinct for you as well.

[Well, maybe not the defending as much, but that will certainly be true for the attacking.]

[beforetights]

I'm already 13.

[He makes a face.]

I'm old enough to kill people in a battle. At least, I am when I'm mad. I should be able to learn faster.

[He practices the attack move again.]

[thepursued]

Patience, brother.

[Diarmuid reaches out to put a hand on his brother's weapons stilling them.]

Everyone learns at their own rate and when they are meant to learn. Rushing will only lead to disaster.

[beforetights]

Then I want my rate to be faster.

[He pouts and goes through the moves again, but this time, they're even more off.]

[thepursued]

Stop.

[It is only one word, but it is sharp and harsh.]

If you are going to be like this, then we are done for today. You will learn no more.

[beforetights]

What?

[He stops and scowls.]

Why?

[thepursued]

Look at that swing.

[Diarmuid motions toward the incorrectly angled weapons.]

It is almost worse than the very first time you did it. You are rushing and upset. All you will learn like this is bad patterns and incorrect forms.

[beforetights]

Fine, fine. I won't be upset anymore.

[He goes through the motions, slower this time. He's still irritated, but his brother's disapproving look makes him try to check his own temper.]

[thepursued]

Thank you, brother.

[The movements still aren't quite back to what they were, but they are much better now. Still, Diarmuid can tell his brother isn't happy. The teacher and warrior in him is fine with this since the boy needs to learn. The brother...isn't so comfortable with it.]

I'm sorry.

[beforetights]

[He pauses in repeating his moves and looks over to Diarmuid.]

It's fine. You're teaching me, and you're the more experienced knight. You know better than I do.

[thepursued]

I know and this is very important, though, not so much fun.

[He gives a knowing smile to his brother.]

It will get better.

[beforetights]

[He practices the attack move a few times, and then changes back to the defense move he had been practicing earlier. This time, his balance is better, but his angles are off again, especially since he has no one to defend against.]

[thepursued]

Do you want to practice that against me?

[Diarmuid has been quietly watching him practice, hoping that will help him work out his irritation, but it's hard to practice blocks, especially chained ones, without someone else.]