Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 12, 2063 || Friday || Seth's Rest

[anatomizes]

[Seth's Rest is definitely NOT your typical Zangyaku power base, but that's probably been obvious from the get go. The people around here are different too, and the fresh recruits definitely need some, ah, guidance.

Good thing you're here, Hounds.]


OOC Notes:
+ Going to have open threads for Maes and Alistair if you want to bug them, but this post is generally for the shenanigans that you guys had planned based on Robb Kearney's orders for the Hounds!
+ Ping me if you need details on stuff. ♥

Comments

[anatomizes]

Pretty sure some of those children know that already. Why don't you ask them?

[Unless Brigade had another motivation for running through the basics of the style again...?]

[atlas_shrugged]

Oh, I expect them to be good, sir.

[ Brigade looks over the candidates who are now busy trying to kill each other. He's happy to see that no major injuries have occurred and that they are in fact as skilled as top grads should be ]

But I want to see how they fight each other now that I think they have a clearer headspace. [ He's eye-ing the hotshots ] There were some chinks in character that needed some verbal hammering. With those out of the way, I think I'll be able to see their real mettle now.

[anatomizes]

Fair enough. I'm curious, though, as to what you might define as "chinks in character".

[That could be very, very subjective.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ He's watching as they move, they really are good, then glances back at the Godhand ]

The thought that they're perfect warriors who have little left to learn, sir, and how because of that they choose not to be receptive. It stagnates learning and growth.

[anatomizes]

[Nodding.]

There is that. Any other "chinks"?

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brig shakes his head ]

No, sir. I think they're all good kids with potential. [ He glances back at the one he raised his voice to ] Just a little tough love and truth to help them break past their plateaus.

[anatomizes]

Much like raising kids of your own, yes?

[Amused by his own statement, of course. One always gets a little... paternal, when it comes to new recruits.]

[atlas_shrugged]

Kinda' feels that way, sir. [ A smile of acknowledgment ] The only other times I taught were when I was in the backseat while a brainwashed other side of me just went through the motions for the Russians. [ Slight sadness at the memory ] Today I get to be a real teacher.

[anatomizes]

[Noting that bit about the Russians.

Anyway.]

What? You mean you're not one to the Hounds, then?

[atlas_shrugged]

Maybe at some point in the beginning, sir. [ When he was still getting the feel of everything and making sure he could support them in the areas they wanted and needed help with ] Right now, I just feel like an upper classman, a senior giving suggestions now and then based on experience.

[anatomizes]

Not a bad feeling to have. That usually means that they're growing.

[Half-smile.]

You must be proud.

[atlas_shrugged]

Very proud, sir. [ There's a curl at the side of Brig's lips ] They've grown very much. I don't think they know it, but I honestly feel I'm the one trying to catch up with them.

[anatomizes]

[Chuckles.]

That's not a bad feeling to have either, provided that you don't walk around with a chip on your shoulder.