Southern Sass [Vanyel, Violet]

Beaches weren't something he really frequented, even when it came to training. He had come to appreciate them a lot more after that vacation with Kenichi to visit his home and celebrate his return to humanity. It was a fun change of environment, whether for relation or just practicing. They were long, often flat and empty -- not including the people -- perfect for early mornings -- as long as you weren't trespassing, of course.

But, today was one where he enjoyed the peace and quiet of an empty beach in the early morning. In an attempt to try and get a newer perspective and environment to possibly help in his own self-discipline, improvement, and development, Vanyel found himself in the City of Lights, on a beach -- or, well, as close as you could get for a city rooted and chained to a series of islands in the Pacific.

What he hadn't expected in this, however, was seeing someone else with what seemed to be a similar mind as him. A young woman in the distance, practicing...something. If it was a martial art, it wasn't any that he knew or had seen before. If it was just general combat, she had a ways to go.

Before he thought against it, he was walking over to her, examining her stance and footwork, already making mental notes on what she could improve on -- even thinking of possible martial arts that could suit her.

"Oi. What kinda trainin' are you doin'? If you're interested, I might be able to help."

The beach became Violet's training ground. It was the place she first summoned her scythe, so she connected her success with this place of relaxation. She also connected the beach to someone else, but Violet wasn't able to find Al'in again, at least not the last three times she had been here. He was likely busy, which did let her focus on her training, so that was good. The problem became that this empty beach started to feel too big and a bit lonely. She could go to another, one with more people, but that could be dangerous, so she refused to chance it.

Instead, Violet trained. She was pretty good in the technique of regular ol' martial arts, but the moment she pulled out her scythe, she was off balance. She didn't hold the weapon well, and it came off as too tall for her. Now, whether that was by design or an accident of her mediocre summoning, who knew? An awkward swing threw Violet completely off. She stumbled forward and released the scythe, the energy dissipating into the air before she caught herself. Standing up straight, she took a breath and was suddenly startled by an unexpected voice, so she tensed.

"Uh, wh-what?" Violet looked over toward the stranger. Her eyes and body were tense, wide as if shock had taken over. There was a silence. She looked left and right. "I, uh..." Violet looked behind her. No one. Okay. It was just him then? Looking back to this newcomer. "Sorry. You startled me... What did you say?"

As he grew closer, he caught a glimpse of the weapon she was wielding before it vanished -- a pretty big scythe, larger than both of them. Given that, it wasn't really a surprise that her form was clunky. It wasn't impossible to use a weapon bigger than you, but it was something that definitely required a lot of work and proper instruction, especially when it came to the weight difference.

"I was askin' what kinda trainin' you were doin'. Don't know a lot, if any martial arts that use a scythe in them. If you were interested, I might be able to give you some pointers."

He didn't have his sword on him, but, even without a visualization, he hoped it would still have the same kind of effect. More than anything, he hoped he wasn't basically about to explain for nothing. It was something he was passionate about, and if someone wanted to learn, he was more than happy to give pointers. Even if Kenichi had mentioned a couple times that he'd make a good teacher for it, he doubted it. His personality wasn't suited for that role very well, at least not with the types of people that the idea of a martial arts teacher tended to attract.

"Prime one, heavy weapons aren't really that suited for martial arts. It's about the body just as much as it is about the weapon itself. The weight imbalance is gonna get in the way of attacking or just movement in general."

Just... looking... This man put Violet on edge. No one else was around, and only one person knew she was out here at this time: Solomon. It was bright and public, so she should be okay, right? Violet's mind went crazy, imagining ways that this newcomer could take her. It had happened before...

"I, uh..." Violet took a moment to resummon her scythe, though the energy within was shakier than she liked and it didn't fully form a strong shape. "Damn it..." she muttered. It wasn't like she didn't hear what the guy had said, but she didn't seem 'ready' to talk to him yet. "Ju-... Look, do me a favor," she said to him, frustrated and desperate, as the weak scythe vanished. "Can ya smile?"

Whoops. Did he get carried away? When it came to topics he was passionate about, like the current one of martial arts, he didn't really know when to shut up, especially when it came to people doing it wrong. But, as he sensed the gathering energy and took a half-step back in response while the scythe manifested, he noticed that he didn't seem to have overwhelmed her -- rather, she seemed...afraid of him.

He raised an eyebrow as she mumbled, only taking that half-step forward again when the scythe vanished. Then, he heard her request. At first, he just sort of...stood there, blinking uncertainly. She just...wanted him to smile? Why? Well, probably to put her mind at ease, in all likelihood. But, smiling apropos of nothing would only look awkward -- and, frankly, probably also make him look worse. At the same time, though, it wasn't really something super harmful.

Sighing softly, he set a hand on his hip, the other on his head as he took a moment. Eventually, he stood up straight again, attempting to offer a smile to the girl. It was awkward, and probably not the best he could do, but with her wanting him to do it with basically zero context, it wasn't like he could help it.