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Who: Sanger Zonvolt and Fuuka Yamagishi
What: Sword training!
When: Backdated before the Gracier event
Where: The Veridan Forest
Warnings: PG?

Despite having a weak immune system, that didn't stop Fuuka from doing out of her way to attend her first sword training ever! While her Pokemon weren't so sure about that idea, they didn't hace a choice in the end. If their trainer wanted to sword fight, what else could they do?

After she messaged Sanger about the meeting place, she waited in front of the forest with a mumble to herself. While it was true that she didn't have a lot of physical strength, maybe this could be a good way to boost it? Either way, she'll have to wait and see.

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At times like these, she cursed at how weak she truly was. While all her Espurr could do was just watch and struggled not to wince at how hard the girl was pushing herself. If she had trouble keeping up with running, just how long can she handle doing this?

Still, despite that, she wanted to prove herself to him. She didn't want to seem like all of this training for nothing. As her arms were tired, she gritted her teeth and pushed herself to keep going. "B-But it would seem like it wouldn't be e-enough for you!" She said between her pants. "I know I might not be the s-strongest person in the Union but I still want to s-show that I can do it...!"

"Hm. I'm not as harsh as you think." Sanger crossed his arms, watching Fuuka carefully. She was so worried, and pushing herself so hard. It was heartening, but it was also dangerous. He knew it was tough, and he meant it to be tough, but he had to keep her safe. That was the first responsibility of a good master.

"That's enough. We shall take a small break. Have a drink." The training session wasn't over yet.

Fuuka didn't want to say it out loud but there was a sigh of relief that went through her head. As soon as she let her arms slump over, she gave out a huge gasp of air that she wasn't aware she was holding in!

When she started stretching her arms out though, she had to flinch a little from the dull sensation she was feeling. "Y-Yea, I think that would be for the best. I didn't realize my arms were in that much pain already..."

"This is hardly over yet. You can swing a sword, but more than half of any martial art is in physical conditioning. We will be doing something else once you've rested." Sanger said, watching closely for Fuuka's reaction.

"If you want to give up now, that's fine." He knows it's tough. And this is only the first session after all, there's no need to commit fully immediately.

With those words, she couldn't help but flinch. Again, she didn't mean to but to exercise much more than she was use to? This was going to take a lot longer than she thought. But then again, she did sign up for this and it was definitely something she had to keep on continuing. "A...All right then. I'm really not use to all of this..."

However, despite that, she shook her head. "But it's okay, I don't mind. I know it's difficult but I want to keep going. I might be weak but I still want to show that I can do something for people..."

"I see." Sanger doesn't say anything more, but he's definitely pleased. He knows it's tough, and the first hurdle is the hardest. She'll just have to keep struggling.

"We'll work on your stamina after this. How do you feel about jogging?" Because too bad, they're going jogging. Sanger will join in too, don't worry about it! Maybe! "If you want to help people, you need to be able to keep going no matter what."

Again, Fuuka didn't say anything but if Sanger might hear carefully? He'll hear the sound of the girl giving a mumble or two. As she struggled to get up, she had to give another wince from the pain of her arm.

"I....I suppose so? Although, I do have to wonder how long did it take you to improve your stamina...?" She said in between pants. "It looks like it might take forever! And...I'm not quite sure how long much it might take for me." Which was why she was starting to wonder if this whole thing was worth it.

"That depends on what you mean. I'm still improving my stamina even now." Sanger pointed out. That was the truth, too. He was still in training himself. "A true master is an eternal student."

"But if you want to see instant results, once everything stops feeling like it's burning, you should be able to feel the results." Sanger didn't want her to give up. He gave her the option, but he hoped she would stick with it.

Right now though, she didn't quite listen to Sanger's words. Instead, she was too busy attempting to jog just so she could see her results quicker. You know what they say right? No pain, no gain!

Although, with her Espurr behind her, the Pokemon was getting more worried than usual! "T-Then does that mean I should start running right now? If it's going to f-faster...?"

"It's good to have enthusiasm," Sanger smiled, but gestured for her to sit down, "but you will end up hurting yourself if you don't rest when you have to. You said you are an engineer, right? Do you work late at night with no light with heavy and sharp equipment?"

He hopes the answer is no. He would actually be a little bit angry if she said yes. Training was supposed to be tough yes, demanding even, but safe. Always safe.

Thank goodness, she thought to herself. As she took another step, she quickly placed her knees to the ground trying to catch her breath. Despite how tried she was, she shook her head.

"No, not always. Sometimes only when things get really rough and I can't figure out how to make things work..."

"You should rest. Rest in one of your greatest weapons, and fatigue is the enemy." Sanger said, still on his feet. Of course, that doesn't mean he's going to stop trying to push Fuuka to her limits. Fatigue may be an enemy, but what he's here to do is to teach her how to overcome her enemies.

"And it's probably dangerous to be handling sharp objects in the dark unless you're truly skilled with them."

As she attempted to stand up, it felt like every part of her body hurts. It felt like her entire body might as well be screaming out in pain! At this point, she just gave a sigh before finally settling on sitting on her bottom. (And even then, it hurts too!)

"Well, I always turn the light on whenever I'm doing them! So it won't be that dangerous! And besides, it just depends on what I'm making really. I know a light won't be too hard to make for you though...!"

"Ah, don't worry about that. There's no hurry. A good student is its own reward." Sanger pulled a bottle of water out from somewhere and tossed it at Fuuka, before extracting one for himself.

"Another part of staying safe is being properly hydrated. We can't have you fainting from the heat or drying out."

She didn't need to wait another second for that! The moment that he gave her that water bottle, she started drinking like there was no tomorrow! But as soon as she was done, she immediately gave it to her Espurr who also did the same!

“Well, if you say so….” She mumbled to herself before attempting to get back up. “But it’s funny, I never thought that I would end up as a pokemon trainer though. Much less attempt to try and use a sword to fight. I know my parents would be screaming right now if they found out!”

"Take care of your parents. There's no need to do everything they want, but take care of them." Sanger managed a small smile, ever so briefly at that. He can't even remember his parents. His earliest memories were with his master, who taught him everything about how to live.

"But that means being strong. And I know you can do it. Not everybody has the fangs needed to protect those that they care about, but for those of us who have been granted this gift of power, I believe we have a responsibility to use it in a way that helps others. And that means plenty of training."

Should Zanger look even closer, he might see that Fuuka didn't really quite agree with him. However, she dared not to disagree with her teacher. Instead, she simply gave a nod. "R-Right, I know I have to take care of them."

Although, the problem was how can she take care of them when they didn't even see eye to eye on Fuuka wanted out of her future.

But on that note though? "What if...the people you want to protect? Don't necessary agree with you? Or rather, what if no matter how much you have talked? It seems like there is just endless fighting?"

Was it time for another lecture? It's probably time for another lecture. Sit tight, Fuuka.

"There's a lot I don't agree with many people about, but I defend them regardless. When I call myself the Sword that Smites Evil, I do not mean 'the evil that affects those I like.' I mean all evil, everywhere, that I can see, and I can reach with my blade.

Perhaps that's too much of a weight to place upon your shoulders, but if your goal is to protect your loved ones, then you will do so above their protests. If you are lucky, they will understand. If you are not, at least they will survive. But if you do not fight, then there is no chance of a reconciliation."

Again, Fuuka tried to fully understand what her teacher was telling her. But with that, she just chuckled a little. "I know, I would do the same. I know I don't like my parents but I know I would protect them. The problem is if they're willing to accept that or not!"

The fact that their daughter was more interesting in technology and pokemon instead of being a doctor in general. To think, she would be out and about fighting instead of doing the healing.

"Even if they don't accept it, I think that might be okay. Or at least, I hope so."

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