Vladen' daily training routine

Jecht rose his brow at the blade, he barely touched these things, but eh it couldn't hurt to give it a try again. He had a natural talent for weapons, using his friends blade in the past. Perhaps this wont be too much different. Jecht took the blade, sliding it across his palm til the hilt came into his grip. Once it did he simply gripped the blade and placed it upon his shoulder, resting it there lazily..."Yeah...Let's get this over with..." Jecht brought the blade off his shoulder and held it forward, gripping it with one hand. He held it unnaturally, his form seeming improper, but not uneducated. He was a natural...

Vladen reaches into the Ski bag, producing his own blade and a spare, offering the spare to Jecht

"Shall we?"

Jecht sighed at the both of them, he wasn't exactly a sword master, but he was a natural. He's used a blade a few times in the past, using it rather well, maybe he could teach them a thing or two...but ehh...He'd have to get a blade and all. But for now he could test the kid, Why not? Jecht simply called out to Vladen, his voice was lazy, and not very loud, but he said it. "Show me what you can do with the blade kid..."

She began to tap her foot lightly impatience getting the better of her. She had never been patient even if it was to someone of a higher place than her...."am i getting an answer or have i just wasted my time?"

Luci popped her head round the door a smirk playing on her lip's "sir forgive me for interupting but isn't there a weapon's class going on?" her eye's flickered to the other boy "and if it is weaponry shouldn't we have weapon's.." she looked back at the teacher awaiting an answer.

Vladen stopped short of his lunge, snapping to attention he turn's to face Jecht with a polite smile.

"Forgive me Sir, I only joined recently and..this is my first class..I did not know i was not allowed to use my armour and blade here..I was not told so when i arrived.."

Vladen set's the longsword back into the Ski bag as he speak's, unlacing armour with deft hand's he begin's to pack it into the canvas sack.

"Next time i shall come alone..with no weapon's and practise my form's..and practise my weapon's elsewhere.."

Jecht yawned as he watched the boy, slightly tilting his head up and closing his eyes as he did so. His hands were in his pockets, his left one fishing around for a cigarette from the pack in his pocket.As his yawn finished, he pulled one out and placed it between his lips, with his right hand he pulled a lighter from his pocket and brought it to his face, igniting the flame and bringing it to the tip of the cigarette. As the cigarette caught the fire, he inhaled, enjoying the first drag from it. His left hand returned to his pocket as his right one fell lazily to his side. His eyes squinted at Vladen, wondering what the hell he thought he was doing in his studio..."Hey you, listen or get out...No weapons, no armor, just you...Unless you're interested in firearms that is...." He spoke with a cigarette in his mouth, slightly muffling his words, but not enough to make them undecipherable.