[It's fine, there's not a ton left. Prolonging it would just make things worse in a completely different way.]
My blade is...it's an alien thing. [Wow he's never actually had to go over this before, even with his chums.] It's a Galra weapon, so other Galra have something similar.
[And he's done, withdrawing the needle only to cap the point of entry with another piece of cotton to stifle any bleeding.]
How have you been able to learn about yours? Just by using it-?
Uhhh, pretty much, I guess? But I have a teacher who's good at using a demon's blade like me, and even though she's not a demon, she's still able to teach me useful stuff... like technique and stuff like that. That helped me figure out better ways to use it.
[ He shrugs, opening and closing his hand once the needle is retracted. ]
So even if ya can't talk to any of those aliens - the ones yer mom got it from, right? [ He doesn't wanna go assuming that Keith is an alien, even though that would be really cool, maybe his mom was just really into UFO sightings and things of that nature. ] Maybe ya just need a teacher. Someone who's all good at knives. Ya might find it can do something ya didn't expect it to.
[Rin's mentor has him thinking of Kolivan. Weird.]
I was training with them, before all of this.
[While peeking under that cotton, testing it to the puncture once, twice -- there's a tiny bit of blood. He'll let the cotton rest in place while fishing through his pouch for a bandaid. It's not a lot, but enough to make a mess if left unattended. He's pretending to be extra distracted by his Doctor Quinn Medicine Woman Schtick, even though he facilitated this entire conversation?]
What would be nice is a sparring partner.
[Still wouldn't be much like going on missions with/for the blade, but he hasn't had anyone decent to train with in...uh...ever...]
[ Well if he's bluffing, Rin doesn't notice because he hasn't received enough medical attention from his brother in his life to know how long these things take. So your secret is safe with him Keef... ]
You were training with aliens? [ He guesses that makes sense, since Keith had been to space and what not. ] I'm probably nothing like an alien, but...
Maybe I could help ya? When I'm feeling better. I haven't really officially sparred with anyone other than my teacher, but I got in a lot of fights when I was a foolish younger person.. [ That was literally not that long ago??? ] So I kind of know about fighting. Y'know, kind of.
[ Though rather than study a martial art he always just got by using brute force...so.. ]
[ Training with someone normal-ish (to his knowledge) like Keith would probably make him feel a lot better about his loss of control over his powers during being sick. And it would give him a chance to work his confidence back up. ]
Yeah, you can help me avoid getting in trouble with my teacher when she finds out how bad I've been slackin' off. But don't worry, I'll go easy on ya~
[ He's only joking, leaning back down against the pillows now that he has his sweet bandaid and everything. ]
She can't be too angry with you. You just survived the plague.
[Keith can vouch for him...it'll be fine.]
I'll touch base with you later on.
[Rin's visibly preparing for some more R&R, which is great. Less persuading on his end, and he can be on his merry way. Though hanging with him wasn't bad at all...weird...strange.]
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[It's fine, there's not a ton left. Prolonging it would just make things worse in a completely different way.]
My blade is...it's an alien thing. [Wow he's never actually had to go over this before, even with his chums.] It's a Galra weapon, so other Galra have something similar.
[And he's done, withdrawing the needle only to cap the point of entry with another piece of cotton to stifle any bleeding.]
How have you been able to learn about yours? Just by using it-?
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[ He shrugs, opening and closing his hand once the needle is retracted. ]
So even if ya can't talk to any of those aliens - the ones yer mom got it from, right? [ He doesn't wanna go assuming that Keith is an alien, even though that would be really cool, maybe his mom was just really into UFO sightings and things of that nature. ] Maybe ya just need a teacher. Someone who's all good at knives. Ya might find it can do something ya didn't expect it to.
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I was training with them, before all of this.
[While peeking under that cotton, testing it to the puncture once, twice -- there's a tiny bit of blood. He'll let the cotton rest in place while fishing through his pouch for a bandaid. It's not a lot, but enough to make a mess if left unattended. He's pretending to be extra distracted by his Doctor Quinn Medicine Woman Schtick, even though he facilitated this entire conversation?]
What would be nice is a sparring partner.
[Still wouldn't be much like going on missions with/for the blade, but he hasn't had anyone decent to train with in...uh...ever...]
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You were training with aliens? [ He guesses that makes sense, since Keith had been to space and what not. ] I'm probably nothing like an alien, but...
Maybe I could help ya? When I'm feeling better. I haven't really officially sparred with anyone other than my teacher, but I got in a lot of fights when I was a foolish younger person.. [ That was literally not that long ago??? ] So I kind of know about fighting. Y'know, kind of.
[ Though rather than study a martial art he always just got by using brute force...so.. ]
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...You're kind of like an alien.
[With a vague grin, drawing away, going as far as to rise to his feet while crumpling scraps of paper (from the bandage) in a fist.]
But that, [Cue him speaking out of his element stilted and whatnot.] it sounds like we'd be helping eachother out.
[Maybe? He may not help in unearthing the mysteries of his sword (and vice versa), but he may come out a better swordsman in general.]
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[ Training with someone normal-ish (to his knowledge) like Keith would probably make him feel a lot better about his loss of control over his powers during being sick. And it would give him a chance to work his confidence back up. ]
Yeah, you can help me avoid getting in trouble with my teacher when she finds out how bad I've been slackin' off. But don't worry, I'll go easy on ya~
[ He's only joking, leaning back down against the pillows now that he has his sweet bandaid and everything. ]
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She can't be too angry with you. You just survived the plague.
[Keith can vouch for him...it'll be fine.]
I'll touch base with you later on.
[Rin's visibly preparing for some more R&R, which is great. Less persuading on his end, and he can be on his merry way. Though hanging with him wasn't bad at all...weird...strange.]