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[Action/Anywhere in the Garden] What is this off-day you speak off?

[Ronnae had attended all her classes, done all her assignments and then some, studied ahead for material that would be coming in the next couple of weeks and finished all the extra credit homework she had asked for.... She had taken on this load so she'd keep busy and wouldn't have to leave her dorm room... Which had been unusually quiet to be honest.

Now however, with lack of things to do, she found herself braving the Garden on a little personal tour. She might as well explore as much as she could while the halls weren't packed with people. You would find her anywhere and everywhere as she made her way through the areas that looked emptier, exploring as much as she could.]

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[Ronnae blinked a few times as the girl went on about what the problem was, a small awkward smile rising on her lips as she tilted her head.]

Oh then why don't you keep to near the entrance. If things get rough you can always flee. Noting wrong about making a tactical retreat and coming back better prepared...

[She thought for a moment, looking at the training center, then at the girl]

I could always accompany you as well, in case you need assistance.

[She pouts a little at the first suggestion.]

I HATE the idea of running. I know I shouldn't, but --

Oh, would you?!

I'd feel a lot better if someone was with me...

There's really nothin' wrong with running. I hate giving up, but if you end up dying because you didn't do a momentary retreat, you might as well have given up on everything.

And, I... I don't mind. Sure~

I know. I just - I would feel terrible, you know? To have come this far and then have to run from some weak monsters in the Training Center. It's just -- am I moving too fast? Am I getting ahead of myself? I don't know --

But if someone is there it makes it a lot better! Hold on, I'm gonna go get my weapons!

[And she's off like a shot for the dorms.]

[And she was gone, before she could reply to anything she said. Ronnae looked in the direction in which she left, somehow... she reminded her a bit of herself. Before the war. In any case, she'd hardly need her armor, having grown so used to the creatures in the Training Center, they really were beyond her abilities, not really putting much of a fight. So her beloved twin words at her sides would be more than enough if things got out of hand for the girl.

And as such, she waited, humming a pleasant tune to herself.]

[She isn't gone long -- it's just a couple of minutes before she comes dashing back down the corridor, a harness around her torso and what appear to be a pair of pistol grips visible over her shoulders.]

Okay!

[Ronnae smiles and nods, accompanying the girl inside.]

I'll be accompanying you, so don't be afraid to call for assistance if you think you can't handle whatever pops out okay?

[She kept her tone sweet and friendly as she usually did. The girl seemed nice enough after all.]

Oh -- I'm Maria, by the way!

[She offers a hand and a grin as she gets closer.]

Oh, ah pleasure meetin' ya Maria.

[She shakes her hand and smiles, doing a low bow]

I'm Ronnae, Ronnae 'Mash Belore Ryllos.

It's nice to meet you! I really appreciate the help, by the way.

[She turns to head down the hall to the training center, revealing that the weapons on her back are in fact gunblades, held in place blade-up by what appeared to be a magnetic grip holster.]

It's not a problem, really. I was pretty nervous when I first arrived to the Garden and had to go into the Training Center too. One of the first people I met here was kind enough to take me through and explain how it worked.

[She smiled, eying the weapons curiously. She had always wanted to get her hands on those odd weapons that she'd seen many of the older students with... but she never had the nerve to ask about them.]

I guess I was lucky, I got to read a lot about it. I'm from this world, so Garden has been here all my life, and especially after everything that happened there was a lot of information going out about it.

[She pauses as they finally reach the Center proper, and the metal walkways go off further ahead into junglelike terrain.,]

...but there's nothing, nothing like seeing it all for myself. Wow.

It usually isn't. [She laughs lightly as she trails at an easy pace behind the girl, enjoying the area as she usually did when she just wanted to be alone and not in her room.]

You can imagine things from reading, and from looking at pictures of it, but once you're face to face with it, the feeling is much different.

I'm -- [She swallows, but she's grinning.] I'm really pretty nervous, actually. I know I can't be killed or anything, but I've never...

[She shrugs. Ronnae gets the picture, right? She's almost vibrating with nervous energy as she looks about with quick, jerky motions, not at all sure what to expect.]

[Ronnae giggles and places a hand on her shoulder comfortingly.]

Hey, jus' relax kay? You've trained, you've read and you had been preparing yourself if you were standing in front of it thinking about it right? Now you're here and you have to keep your focus. Losing your focus can define the outcome of the battle, and generally not in your favor.

Besides, [she smiles.] I won't let anything bad happen kay?

I know, but this is all --

[A grat bursts out of the foliage to lumber towards them. Maria nearly jumps out of her skin in surprise.]

Looks like your opponent decided to get the jump on you, now you can't let it get the first hit on you. Get into position and remember everything you've learned and you'll be more than fine.

[Maria honestly can't help but laugh a little at herself as she reaches over her shoulders. A simple flex of her muscles levers the two weapons out of their magnetic grips, she brings them up and around -- the left one held out and pointing at her opponent, the right one back and not quite perfectly in line.]

I'm finally getting the hand of holding these at least.

[Her fingers are on the triggers, but locking mechanisms behind those triggers clearly prevent them from being pulled.]

Oh ummmm t-the... [Hmm maybe she'd better see how she reacted before putting any input. After all, she's already going down the hill, it's up to her to learn how to press the brakes.]

[She might be in for a surprise.]

[See, Maria's style, as taught to her over the course of, is fast and aggressive -- so as soon as she has her stance, and the grat is ambling towards her with intent to slay, she charges.]

[Those blades are balanced about at the grip, so they spin through the air much faster than they seem like they should. She smacks the grat with a backhand blow of her left-hand blade, twisting it to drag the edge along its body, then spins so her right-hand blade descends on it in a powerful blow. She darts backwards, kicking off the ground to twist back into her guard as she does. It's not a perfect landing; she stumbles a step before recovering[

[Ronnae smiles, it seemed that she had more in common than she thought. Generally downplaying herself often even at the constant praise of her parents and siblings. She seemed to know just what she wazs doing even if it needed work, minor anyways.

She continued to look, just in case. In combat you never knew what might happen.]

[What happens is the grat's counterattack. One of its feelers lashes out at Maria, only to meet her forward blade. It'd be a decent parry, the blade deflecting it enough to miss, if it'd been a rigid weapon, but the grat slips right around to score deep gash up her forearm. The shock makes the gunblade droop as Maria fumbles backwards in surprise.]

Don't let your guard down now. It was just landed a hit, if you lose focus now there will be more where that came from. You're doing great, jus' keep it up~

[She's seen too many lose a battle due to a loss of concentration after a surprising attack. It'd be a pity if the girl gained more damage due to the same. But if things got ugly, she'd step in, even if she was fairly confident the girl could handle herself.]

Ow, that hurt, damnit!

[Rather than break her concentration, the injury just seems to piss her off! As soon as she has her footing again, she all but jumps back at the grat. It whips at her again, but by luck she's gotten inside its most effective range, so the feeler smacks her on the shoulder as she brings her right blade into hammer it, then yanks it roughly out of the grat's body on a new path. At the same time her other weapon spins around to catch it full-force near the thick base of the blade.]

[Again she jumps back, but the injured grat doesn't pursue her. She's breathing hard from adrenaline and excitement now, a wild glee in her eyes.]

[Ronnae simply watches her fighting style. It could use some work, but she definitely reminded her of the warriors back home. Fierce and relentless, which were quite the force to be reckoned with when they honed all that power into a mastery style. The girl was well on her way there for sure.]

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