Practice Equals Perfection (PM for Invite, Me and Idoc)

Juro paced around the training grounds, waiting for his weapon partner to get here. He had asked Chicory to meet him here so they could practice and train a bit, but he was starting to wonder if she got lost, it happened to him all the time. He put a hand on his neck worryingly and hoped that Chicory would arrive soon.

Juro looked over to the right when he heard a noise and was surprised to see Chicory's soul and hear her saying "ow" over and over again. He dashed over and crouched by Chicory,a look of worry on his face. "Hey Chicory, are you alright? You're not hurt are you?" He said.

Juro nodded, not knowing Japanese but understand what she wanted. "Of course Chicory." He said with a smile. He extended his hand and gently grabbed her forearm before standing up, pulling Chicory with him. He held her arm a bit longer as her brushed so grass off her. He let go of her arm and put a hand near her face, stopping himself from touching her at the last moment. He had to ask PERMISSION first, after all. "Hey Chicory, may I check your forehead real quick?" he asked warmly, with a hint of worry.

Juro nodded and lightly felt the area where she hit her head with his thumb. he frowned when he came to the conclusion that it would bruise. He sighed and removed his hand from her head. "Well it seems to only be a bruise, hope it doesn't hurt too much." He said. Also if you feel like you shouldn't train like this then by all means we can do it another time." He said with a hint of worry in his voice.

Juro was about to respond and deny her request to go on with training, but was silenced by her holding his hand tightly. He stayed silent for a moment before smiling and speaking. "Alright, we'll continue with training." He said cheerfully, before speaking once again with a slight frown. "But right afterwards we're going to your place or a clinic and I'm patching that up for you, okay?" He said, letting worry slip into his voice again. He dreaded to think that Chicory would be harmed because of him and wanted to make sure she recovered from her injury with no problems, even if it might've been an overreaction to a bruise.

Juro went on silently as she did all of this, listening closely and studying her movements as best as he could. He nodded when she asked him to show her his fighting techniques and stood there in the exact same position, which was casual. He waited a few moments before speaking. "Umm, am I supposed to have those?" He said in a confused way, he wasn't exactly a trained fighter or anything. How embarrassing, hopefully Chicory wouldn't just drop him on the spot for a better Meister, but he wouldn't blame her if she did.

Juro continued to be confused throughout her rant but quickly got a hold of himself near the end and walked up to Chicory, turning her around gently. Juro couldn't help but smile at the hilarity of the current situation and at how quickly Chicory forgot she wasn't expected to be a world class teacher. He continued to smile as he spoke. "It's fine Chicory, it was just a small mistake, you really don't need to freak out about it, besides it's not as if you've been teaching people all your life." He said cheerfully. He couldn't help but give her a hug as he said the next part. "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself, everyone makes small mistakes. And believe it or not you really make fewer mistakes then most people."

Juro backed up a step from her, a smile on his face, since he was happy that he had cheered Chicory up. He cocked his head at her question and seemed to ponder for a moment as he put a hand to his chin. After a little bit, he spoke up. "Well a good place to start would be dodging I guess? Not getting hit is more important then hitting afterall." He said, believing what he said.

Juro shrugged, not really sure how he would, all he really knew is that he had done it in the past. "I don't know, but I'm sure I will. And don't worry about hurting me Chicory, that's a given when it comes to training. (I think)" He said. He put his arms up as to not look sloppy and to make sure there wasn't any resistance for movement, and plus there was the off-chance he would actually BLOCK something. He also shifted his footing a bit so that he could dash or jump away as needed. He smiled when he was finished and looked at Chicory's soul. "Alright, let's go. Do it whenever." He said enthusiastically.

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    ", Or,"  Grey had been coming to train with Xavier when he heard someone making noise somewhere else on the training ground. He walked over to investigate, and, low and behold, it was the duo who fought the gun master the other day. The instuctor called their names. Chicory and Juro it was only after seeing these fight together thet he understood why weapons needed to work with weapon masters. "You could practice watching each others' backs." He knew that Xavier was coming soon, but his pride required him to test his mettle against the bō. He reached into his case, and instead of the usual weapons were unsharpened sparring versions. He grabbed the wakizashi, closed the case, and took up a side facing, fighting stance with his weapon pointed between his fellow students.

"Or, you could actually wait for me Grey" Xavier rolled his eyes as he found himself narrowly escaping a situation he usually discovered himself to be in. He knew that Grey had a tendency to go ahead of him, but this time, Xavier left his home a little early to compensate. He turned towards Juro and Chicory, only to raise his eyebrows as he realized he recognized the duo. "Despite my partner's eagerness, he does have the right idea. Instead of sparring against your partner, you should practice against others." Xavier shrugged as he offered the idea, aiming to not seem pretentious to the pair.

Juro looked at the guy that suddenly showed up and was about to respond before Chicory ran behind him and started using him as cover. The same thing happened again, as he was about to respond when Chicory again was surprised by ANOTHER guy showing up and hid behind him again. He waited a moment to make sure it wouldn't happen again before he spoke. He noted Chicory's nervousness and decided to take that into account. "Alright, um. First of all, it's 20 years of bad luck to sneak up on blind people, so good luck with that. And second of all, we ultimately had the goal of Chicory here teaching me Bojitsu(SP?), so you could see why we we're reluctant to train in a group." He said. He had no intention of actually refusing to train with them, in fact he felt it would be better if she taught him on the fly during combat. Besides, it would be fun to see if they could beat these guys or not. Although, if Chicory didn't want to spar with them he would accommodate wholeheartedly.

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    After watching them fight and having not realized that the methods they used to compensate for their blindness didn't mean that they completely overcame it, Grey hesitates , which manifests for a moment in his walking, as he realizes he was too eager to spar with these two and that blinded him. "It seems I was too hasty in my assumptions." Grey looked over to his weapon partner- Grey had a bad habit of setting his clocks an hour early because of his fondness for punctuality. He shouldn't have been as surprised as he was that someone he had resonated with had already adapted- he was glad to see him here it meant that he had someone he could rely on both while fighting and socializing with these two.

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Xavier shrugged as Juro replied to their offer. "I don't really believe in bad luck, nothing a little elbow grease and hard work can't fix in any situation. And if you're not feeling up to a little duel, that's alright." Xavier replied politely as he usually did, but he allowed a slight challenging tone enter his voice. He felt that the best way to learn something was to be thrown off the deep end, and he was hoping that he could agitate the duo just enough to get them motivated.