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[cantgetanyworse]

I'm looking for a personal trainer.

ImPort or a recommendation for one who isn't one of us. I can't say I mind, though I'd prefer the former.
I suddenly find myself with a startling amount of knowledge in self-defence and a frustrating lack of the physical prowess required to put it into practice.

Also... if anyone sees a small jackalope with stunted horns in De Chima, could they please let me know. She managed to gnaw through the front door and escape while I was gone - hungry, I expect. Her name is Sylvi.



((anyone is free to find Sylvi!))

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[notyuvan]

[At first she starts the video as her warframe, the expressionless pheudo-metal face looking into the communicator before the Tenno Transfers out and watches Jane a moment.]

What kind of self-defense? I can't properly train anyone in hand-to-hand or with swords, not like this. And my Warframe wouldn't be a good alternative, no tells to learn from. I could do basics though.

[cantgetanyworse]

[Making the initial post a text had come from a habit formed in years that had taken place in another world, but it still takes a moment before she decides she wants to respond to the video in kind.

When she does, she gives a small shake of her head.]

I have the training. That is... I had it. I remember how to move, how to... defend myself. But I did it all somewhere else. [The memories are still muddled. It hasn't been easy to adjust back to being here.]

I need to train my body to be able to do it again. Strength and reflexes. Can you help with that?

[notyuvan]

Hm, maybe? Strength could just come from training regularly, the reflexes would need more outside work. I could try to think of something.

[Nothing like how the Dax had trained them. That would be unspeakably cruel to a normal human. Elite Orokin soldiers, these people are not.] Could start small, dodging and catching balls. Then up to changing training course, if this place has one of those.

[cantgetanyworse]

[Ah, now this is just what she wanted to hear. Someone who understands what she's getting at.]

I'm sure there must be one somewhere. Are you sure you wouldn't mind at all? I can compensate you for your time.

[notyuvan]

[Being 'raised' as a warrior helps.]

I don't mind, I have plenty of free time-

[Wait. Her brows knit together for a moment as Jane's words really click.] You can make money training people?

[cantgetanyworse]

[Well, she's getting somewhere at least. Jane smiles, albeit a little uncertainly, and nods in response to the question.]

Of course. You can make money doing anything that there's a demand for.

[notyuvan]

I made plenty of credits back in the Origin System with missions I was hired for but nothing like that. And I'm pretty sure the Dax were obligated to train us during the Old War.

[Processing this new information.] Okay. I'll have a look around for something suitable for an obstacle course. Or a way to make one.

[cantgetanyworse]

[Ah, that's a lot of stuff she doesn't understand... but it happens fairly often, and she just nods along with a careful smile.]

That's so kind of you, thank you.

[notyuvan]

You're welcome. It serves everyone to learn to fight and protect yourself or your friends. And no better time, after all that happened recently.

[cantgetanyworse]

Yes... I think I'm quite tired of feeling like I ought to stay out of anything dangerous.

[notyuvan]

I don't blame you. That's why I took up the blade. [That and the Orokin really gave them no choice. If she was going to though, she was going to have a purpose.]

[cantgetanyworse]

Well... I wonder if that might be a few steps too far for me just yet.

[As interesting as it sounds.]

But I do believe I might be more comfortable with a firearm in my hands than I would have been before.

[notyuvan]

Possibly. I didn't have much choice but I made it mine at least.

[A firearm you say?]

What are you thinking? A pistol or rifle or..?

[cantgetanyworse]

A pistol.

[She's sure of that. There are faint memories of the weight and shape of it in her hand, the recoil jarring her wrist when she fired, the smell of the powder...]

I'm certain. Though it feels... terribly unlike me.

[notyuvan]

Pistols aren't too hard. We can try working on that too.

[She tries a reassuring smile.]

Honestly, that's probably for the better. No one will expect it from you if they come at you which will be a lesson for them about preying on people weaker than them.

[cantgetanyworse]

You're not the first person to say something like that...

[Jane looks down at herself briefly, her brow furrowing. She wouldn't have given it a second thought before, but now...]

Do I really look that harmless?

[notyuvan]

I don't mean to offend but... kind of, yeah. It's not a bad thing. Really, you could use it to your advantage a lot. And that's a useful thing to know in general.