11824/The first cut is the deepest...

The first cut is the deepest...
Date of Scene:	24 July 2020
Location:	Backyard - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Remy and Megan spend an hour throwing knives. No one is hurt...well except a tree.
Cast of Characters:	Gambit, Pixie

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Gambit has posed:
It's a clear and reasonably cool evening. Dispite the recent heatwave it could almost be called pleasent. Naturallly that means it's time to play with deadly weapons. Remy smiles as he waits for his pupal, his battle gear traded for martial arts pants and a sleveless t-shirt.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn has been practicing a bit on her own, but she really needed more formal tutoring with her weapon. And so she arrives, looking forward but a bit nervous of a proper session with Remy. For one she didn't know him well, his fighting style or his teaching style. But she came all the same, dressed in a green tshirt and black biker shorts that allow her free movement of her wings which are ever useful for a battle.

So here she is, and she grins at Remy, curious of what weapon he chose today. "Hii Mister Remy! What are we learning today?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a bit and pullls out a small protective case and says "Well dese are practice fighting knives." He explains simply. "Don' mean dey an' 'urt yah if yah not careful, but at de same time dey less likely ta 'urt yah bad, non?" he says playfully.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks at the knives and tenses. They look pretty sharp and she's more of a glass canon than anything. "Ooh, but I could really practice e my aim, yakknow? But do we even have a target?" she peers around and singles out a tree. "How bout that one? Let's see your best shot!' she grins.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau raises an eyebrow, his eyes locked oon the Pixie girl's. He doesn't look away from her at all as his hand moves like lightening, snatching up a single one of the blades and sending whistling through the air to stik into the soft bark of the tree. "Yah mean like dat?" he deadpans.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn bliiinks slowly, peering between Remy and the knives and the tree. "Whaaaaa no way! How did you do that?" though she's not about to be out dine, even by a grown up, she she grins and peers at the tree, pressing a hand to her chest and summoning her glowing pink dagger. Well Megan isn't about to leave the target as she narrows her eyes on the tree...And misses wildly, her dagger passing through the sky instead, narrowly striking a bird before it vanishes. "Awwwwe, no waaaay.." she whines.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau chuckle slightly and shrugs. "Chere, Ah c'n 'it a target 'alf dat size at twice dat distance, wit' a playing card." then he tries to hide his smirk as the girl misses so wildly with her own throw. "Well de good news is dat gull won' be back try an' get in de garbage again." He muses,

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn pouts a bit and folds her arms. "Phhht! Show-off! Aren't you supposed to teach me? So teach! Show me how I can hit that well! My aim was waaay off!" okay, to be fair, she has hit targets before in the past and her aim wasn't sooo bad, but then those targets were bigger than a tree..

Then again, maybe she's just having an off-day.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau nods and picks up his seccond dagger, a slight grin on his face. "Call dat establishin' mah bonifides den, non?" he says a grin. "Okay de first lesson is de mos' basic. Under'and versus ovah'and. De simple logic? Yah want undah'and foh distance, ovah'and foh power. Comprende?"

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn frowns a bit, brow furrowed in concentration. "Huh..lOkay..But what about focus? Which is better for accuracy? Isn't that the most important thing." oh, she is impatient today.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau smiles a little bit. "Ah prefer instinct ta focus. Focus takes time, an' more often den not, time somet'ing yah not gonna 'ave allot of. So yah practice. Yah practice til it's second nature. Till it comes as easy as breat'ing." He grins a bit. "As foh accuracy, dat's easy. Don' miss."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks, "Instinct? How do I even summon that at will?"she pouts a bit but nods, "Practice? I can do that.." and she aims again, and again. Her focus is getting better, at least she is actually hitting the tree now, but it's still off, she sighs." is it really just practice? What else am I missing?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau smiles a little bit, "Ah'm afraid dat dat is de bettah part of it." he says sympathetically. He offers her his blade and sayss, "Don' actually t'row it. Jus' show me yah motion. Slow it down.Feel de 'ole arc."

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn hmms and nods slowly. "Right..Practice makes perfect." with a sigh she takes the knife, feeling it's weight in her hand as swings it slowly back and forth in an underhanded motion. "Okay, Hows that?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau nods a bit, "Yah feelin' foh de sweet spot. Dat moment in de arc when de blade feel almost weightless, dat's yah release point." He says mimeing the same motion with her, underhad throws at about half speed.

Pixie has posed:
Megan Gwynn blinks, "Sweet spot, right." she bites her lip, trying to focus, and aims again, this time closer than the last, "Oops didn't mean to throw but hey, I'm getting better at this..Maybe?"