1566/Training Time

Training Time
Date of Scene:	20 July 2017
Location:	Sunnydale, Bludhaven
Synopsis:	Giles runs Buffy through some training
Cast of Characters:	Rupert Giles, Buffy Summers

---

Rupert Giles has posed:
It's a typically muggy New York /New Jersey / Bludhaven afternoon. Giles has managed to secure a bit of an updated training space. It's an old storage facility that no one uses anymore. Nice thing about it is that it has a keypad lock on it so it's one of those things that's not -easy- to getinto and once inside it's not like people will just come wandering in. And so he sent you the address and as you enter he's busy laying out all sorts of fun things. Training swords, staves, a net, a spear...some crossbows. Today seems like it's going to be an intensive day, at least as far as he's concerned. He's dressed in a traditional button up shirt and dress pants, becuase apparently no one ever introduced him to the wonderful world of denim. He's waiting for you to show up.

Buffy Summers has posed:
She comes in carrying a plastic bag filled with swirled pink cotton candy. She pulls a bunch of it out, then nibbles it into her mouth where it melts on her tongue. Her focus doesn't seem to be on training at all as she pulls out some more wispy strands of sugary goodness.

"Hey, Giles. That food truck that sells the funnel cakes has the best cotton candy I've ever tasted." She pulls out some more and the strands are sticking to her fingers now thanks to the moisture. She holds out a thumb in his direction which looks for all the world like her finger is growing some sort of fuzzy pink hair. "Try it!"

Rupert Giles has posed:
He looks over and you can visibly see him recoil. "I think I'd rather now..." he says, as he looks to the fluid-laden thumb, with moisture from likely the other bits you've sucked off it and of course, the cotton candy just sticking to your skin. "I think I'll pass. What you call food truck I say is a truck, but the other word is definitely in the most loose of definitions." His tone, and snobbery, are rather apparent as he looks over to you and says, "Hopefully you at least dressed for the occasion, since you don't care about the dietary needs of the body when it comes to staying in peak physical condition before and after a work out." Yup, something's got HIM in a mood today. He's being extra Gilesy.

Buffy Summers has posed:
"Your loss," Buffy says as she shoves that thumb into her face, proving his suspicions correct for what the fluids are on her finger. Yup, she drooled on it. She wipes her hand off on her hoodie while setting the plastic bag of ambrosia on the floor in the back corner of the unit. She takse off the hoodie and adds it to the pile, revealing the white tank top she wears with her black leggings. Boots are on her feet.

"Yeah yeah, I dressed for training. Not that it matters. I mean, it's not like the big bads wait to see if I'm dressed right before attacking," she points out with a roll of the eyes. "So! What're we doing tonight?"

Rupert Giles has posed:
"This..." he says and picking something up off the table it's time to test your reactions cause he points it at you and you can see the shiny red light that goes for the center of your chest before two darts spring out. Have you ever seen the Minions movie? Well, the 2nd one? It's like a lipstick taser, only without the lipstick. Yup, Giles went right for the good stuff today as he decides to see first of all if you're really paying attention and, two, if the prongs stick...well how well does a slayer do while being electrocuted. It's a fair test though. It's not like all the bad guys are going to always stay in the dark ages with regards to what they use to attack you. Just...maybe a little warning would have been nice.

Buffy Summers has posed:
As he started to answer, she was taking a step in that direction. Some instinct warns her something is coming and she falls, bending at the knees, landing on the floor on her back with her legs bent up underneath her as the prongs fire where she had just been standing. Unfortunately, they can land on top of her so she quickly rolls to the side before the metallic tips land where she'd been laying. When she gets clear, she ends on her back. She puts her hands to the floor then flips to her feet, coming with with fists held ready. "That wasn't nice, Giles. You are supposed to be nice. Why are you trying to taze me?!" The very idea of being electrocuted is not sitting well with her going by the strident note she just hit.

Rupert Giles has posed:
"Because, Miss Summers," he says, and he walks over and picks up the spear and the net, next, and yet, he hasnt' actually given you a weapon yet. In fact, they all seem to be behind him, opposite of where you are, meaning you have to get through him to get to them> And he has a very different pace today than usual. Methodical, planned. He starts to walk towards you just a little bit, his hand spinning the trident briefly, turning it over, and the sharp point is towards you. He drags it across the ground so you can see the metal spark against the cement floor, and can hear the scrape of it before he picks it up and he lunges at you with it, keeping a fairly safe distance in the process due to the lenght of the reach weapon.

Buffy Summers has posed:
He has lost his little Watcher mind. Something has happened because usually it's a lot of blah blah this and yadda yadda that. Today, he is all over the stabby, pointy, shocky things. She spins to the side from the trident, avoiding the first thrust. When the second comes, she dodges again but spins around to grap the shaft of the weapon and attempting to yank it out of his hands. All the while, she is keeping an eye on that net because it's just as much a weapon as the trident.

Rupert Giles has posed:
Oh he lets you yank the trident. It's what he figured you would do so that as you pull it, it comes with almost no resistance. Why? Because he wants you to end up over-committing when you go t pull it. He wants you to turn enough so that yeah, while you were watching that net, he tosses it at you after you perhaps look away, after you pull that spear and it perhaps goes flying as you turn tow atch it, perhaps you pull out away perfectly, or perhaps you get it but you twist enough for the net to hit. So many options but still, after the net is tossed he's back to the table and it's a sword and shield he picks up. The shield is a new touch...

Buffy Summers has posed:
As the trident pulls away, she spins it around more like a staff, turning in the direction of the net. It comes flying, just as she feared it would. She uses the trident to intercept it but it fouls with the weapon instead of getting caught cleanly. She grabs the net, trying to get it free, which will take more time than he is giving her. "A shield? Who carries one of those, Giles? Wait, don't answer that." After all, their episode with the God of War, he was using a shield in that final battle. So maybe they are making a comeback. Or it might be good to know how to deal with one if any other gods come to town.

Rupert Giles has posed:
He moves towards you, swinging the blade a few times in front of him, across, across, the two diagonal slahes and as he quickly approaches he swins again. No talk. Just work - work, work, work. And so as he swings at you it's a decoy anyway. If he hits you, great, but what he wants is you to move, so that he can see where you end up and basically take the sheild and SLAM it into you. Not that he can do enough damage to knock you out or anything but he can perhaps move you or make your body feel al ittle rattled. It is a giant shield btw, the wide type that the Roman army used, a big wide circle easy enough for him to use to turn and block and deflect with, even perhaps mostly receive cover from if someone were raining down arrows. "Full of jokes today..." he says,

Buffy Summers has posed:
"I'm full of jokes every day. You should hear my knock knock collection," Buffy quips as she dodges the sword, still trying to get the net and trident to part ways like a Hollywood couple. But no, they have to cling together and refuse to be parted. She wants to curse but she always hides that behind smart comments.

Smart comments don't help when that shield swings around while she's dodging the sword. There is an 'oof' as she finds herself sound smacked before she dances out of range again.

Rupert Giles has posed:
He lets out a little sigh as the shield hits you and he tosses it over to the side. he's apparently not going to let you get too used toany one weapon. The shield isn't too far out of reach, though it's not exactly close either, which is an itneresting dilemma when he picks up the crossbow and turns around. Like...seriously, he's clearly tracking it to bring it up and level it at you and you're in the middle of a mostly empty warehouse. Have fun with this one.

Buffy Summers has posed:
The good news, she still has a net and trident! Sort of. Maybe a Trinet or a Nedent. Because they still won't come apart. So she does the next best thing. As he tracks her, she flings the useless mass directly at him. Not pointy part, but sideways. It should interfere with his aim long enough for her to dive to the side and find that shield. "Okay, got that lesson. Shields good!" She brings it up in front of her, to keep him from shooting her. Not that he'd actually shoot her. Right? Because he's her watcher and her friend and friends don't shoot friends.

Rupert Giles has posed:
Nope. Giles aim is good. But you do hear the satisfying *ping* of the bolt off the shield and he nods to himself, looking at you. "Maybe you did take today seriously," he intones and he reaches onto the table and takes out...a broom. "Which brings us to our next lesson. Pride of ownership. This is our warehouse...which means it's up to us to clean it up. And since you ahve all the extra sugar to burn off....I'll let you take first crack at it. Here you go. Water's in the fridge. I'll be over in the corner doing a little bit of research." And with that, your fun summer afternoon of food trucks and fighting with Giles turns into...the fact this was clearly all a ruse to make you have to clean up the warehouse. Sneaky British asshat!