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[open log] Training! Hand-To-Hand! Drills!
I was talking to a couple of people about having some training threads to practice action tags and/or get some CR development with Logan. I figured having one big thread for anyone who wanted to play with more training scenarios. I think for this particular thread, I want to keep it just one-on-one combat, not team training. If this works well, maybe it can be a semi-regular thing.
Obviously, with the Kimura scene still ongoing, this doesn't fit with the current timeline, but it could be backdated, I suppose, to before the mansion was blown up.
This thread is open to anyone who feels like jumping in for some one-on-one playtime with Logan, other faculty members included if they need to blow off some steam or get a couple rounds in.
He is standing in the Danger Room, inspecting his unsheathed claws casually, impatient. He turns to you as you walk in with a feral grin.
“Been waiting, Bub. Don’t have all day.”
The Wolverine.
The Old Man.
The Man They Call Logan.
Teacher.
Trainer.
Killer.
Mutant.
Today, he is your opponent and he is waiting, goading you on. He expects you to fail. This is his lesson on melee combat. He dives at you full force, claws unsheathed. He is casual as he instructs you, as if it took no effort at all to attack. For him, it doesn’t.
“Fight back, but fight smart. Remember your strengths, not just your powers and your physical abilities. Think about your terrain, your surroundings. How can you use them to target your enemy’s weaknesses?”
Obviously, with the Kimura scene still ongoing, this doesn't fit with the current timeline, but it could be backdated, I suppose, to before the mansion was blown up.
This thread is open to anyone who feels like jumping in for some one-on-one playtime with Logan, other faculty members included if they need to blow off some steam or get a couple rounds in.
He is standing in the Danger Room, inspecting his unsheathed claws casually, impatient. He turns to you as you walk in with a feral grin.
“Been waiting, Bub. Don’t have all day.”
The Wolverine.
The Old Man.
The Man They Call Logan.
Teacher.
Trainer.
Killer.
Mutant.
Today, he is your opponent and he is waiting, goading you on. He expects you to fail. This is his lesson on melee combat. He dives at you full force, claws unsheathed. He is casual as he instructs you, as if it took no effort at all to attack. For him, it doesn’t.
“Fight back, but fight smart. Remember your strengths, not just your powers and your physical abilities. Think about your terrain, your surroundings. How can you use them to target your enemy’s weaknesses?”
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[Kevin may have a death touch, but Logan's been a death dealer just about forever. He knows a thing or two, and he swipes at Kevin hard and fast.]
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You're here for dance class, Ford.
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Tango dancing on the schedule today.
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Looks like you brought your tap shoes, too bad.
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