[ Well... he'll take that. Even though pda is a new and confusing thing, and he finds himself glancing around when she pulls away to see if anyone noticed. It doesn't seem like it. ]
You were a little tense, reeling back too far and flicking your wrist a little. All those things affect your aim, and the strength behind the throw. I'll show you.
[ Wash grabs his helmet and follows along -- he wasn't married to the idea of a drink, it was just an excuse to see her outside of the apartment. ]
I don't know, I've never seen him throw. But he'll probably be impressed that you learned, right?
[ They'll need to find a good place for target practice, though. Knives don't stick in stone. Hmm. The orchard? It's a bit of a walk but it's not dark yet. And nothing will touch Kyna while he's around. ]
[ They've now crossed the bridge over the river and are passing the hot springs. His helmet is still dangling from his far hand, so if Kyna looks up at him she'll see him frown... and blush. ]
He puts his helmet on so she can't see, embarrassed, but the steam from the hot springs has fogged it up a bit. So he has to stop and wipe at the visor. ]
[God, how is it possible for him to be this cute? The helmet going on is a sort of unintentional punishment, really. She tries to loop her arm through his.]
Yeah, I know, but I want to learn from you, not him.
[Ephemera teaching her was just a desperate way to avoid awkwardness, even if it did turn into a weirdly nice conversation. If Wash is paying attention, he'll notice that Kyna is already more engaged.]
[ He gets into the proper stance, one foot slightly in front, and grips a knife by the blade. ]
You want to stay relaxed, and keep your back straight. If you lean forward to follow through the knife will over spin and hit on the handle instead... at this distance it'll only make a half spin so we throw it by the blade. The closer you are to the target the faster you want it to flip, and the more you bend your wrist.
[ He demonstrates the proper hold and angle of his arm and wrist -- he's holding the knife beside his head, not as far back as Kyna had been reeling in the bar. ]
Not bad, considering no one had really showed you. Too much windup and follow through, that's why they weren't sticking -- it spins too much when you do that. Here. [ He offers her another knife. ] Try now.
[She takes it, holding it by the blade like he demonstrated and trying to mimic his stance. This time when she throws, she does better, but she still flicks her wrist a little too much and once again, the knife doesn't stick. She wrinkles her nose.]
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Better form, huh? What's wrong with the form he taught me?
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Wash, are you jealous that he was teaching me?
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[ ...okay maybe. ]
I thought I was going to.
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I want you to. Show me what I'm doing wrong.
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You were a little tense, reeling back too far and flicking your wrist a little. All those things affect your aim, and the strength behind the throw. I'll show you.
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Am I gonna be able to show Tucker up after this?
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I don't know, I've never seen him throw. But he'll probably be impressed that you learned, right?
[ They'll need to find a good place for target practice, though. Knives don't stick in stone. Hmm. The orchard? It's a bit of a walk but it's not dark yet. And nothing will touch Kyna while he's around. ]
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[Kyna just follows his lead, not even bothering to ask where they're going. And of course, she can tease as they walk.]
You were totally jealous.
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I was not.
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[The blushing, as always, is adorable, and she grins.]
You're blushing.
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He puts his helmet on so she can't see, embarrassed, but the steam from the hot springs has fogged it up a bit. So he has to stop and wipe at the visor. ]
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Sorry. I was just teasing.
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[ It's muffled and kind of grumbled behind the helmet, but he lets her take his arm without complaint. ]
I am glad you were getting along, though.
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What's stupid? Being jealous?
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[ They're coming up to the orchard now, alien trees growing close together. Wash looks for one with a suitably broad trunk. ]
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[Huh. She gets it, because she's been jealous plenty of times, she's just never been on the other side of it, or not that she knows of.]
That's not stupid.
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[ He picks a tree and steps back a modest distance, pulling out some throwing knives. ]
Let's hope none of these are sentient.
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[Ephemera teaching her was just a desperate way to avoid awkwardness, even if it did turn into a weirdly nice conversation. If Wash is paying attention, he'll notice that Kyna is already more engaged.]
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[ He gets into the proper stance, one foot slightly in front, and grips a knife by the blade. ]
You want to stay relaxed, and keep your back straight. If you lean forward to follow through the knife will over spin and hit on the handle instead... at this distance it'll only make a half spin so we throw it by the blade. The closer you are to the target the faster you want it to flip, and the more you bend your wrist.
[ He demonstrates the proper hold and angle of his arm and wrist -- he's holding the knife beside his head, not as far back as Kyna had been reeling in the bar. ]
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Okay. Let me see.
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[ His arm snaps straight and the knife flies true, tip embedding itself in the tree bark. ]
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Sweet. So how bad was my form? Seriously.
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[She takes it, holding it by the blade like he demonstrated and trying to mimic his stance. This time when she throws, she does better, but she still flicks her wrist a little too much and once again, the knife doesn't stick. She wrinkles her nose.]
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