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Enjolras ([personal profile] pro_patria_mortuus) wrote2016-02-28 11:28 pm

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Harry Percy is thinking of trying to join Security. So, apparently, is Brienne of Tarth.

And, it seems, both of them want to learn more of unarmed combat, and ways to join or stop a bar brawl without the dangerous escalation a sword brings. A good goal, and a sensible one. Even without the question of Security work, it's sensible.

Bahorel agreed, when they brought the question to him. Which is why he's arranged for Enjolras to join himself and the two of them in the practice room they use for sparring.
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-02-29 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Harry has been practicing with the two of them already, and he's getting better! He still feels best with a sword in his hand, but the fact that he may soon have cause to apply this knowledge has definitely changed the tenor of his interest. He might get to do something with himself. It's an exciting prospect!

"Where shall we begin?"
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-02-29 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Bahorel looks over at Enjolras. "Joint locks? I'll hit, you stop me?"

For the first round, anyway.
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-02-29 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
... It's not hard to be more familiar with women than Enjolras is, really. Bahorel knows for a fact that there are actual priests who manage it.

But that's not what he's thinking about at the moment. Another glance, a quick silent agreement. Bahorel starts to say, conversationally, "Right, now if we were--" and, midsentence, turns and swings for real.
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-02-29 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, mat! Bahorel's gotten on pretty good terms with it, over the last year of nothing to do but practice hobbies like hitting dear friends.

Still, he puts up a token resistance; not enough to hurt himself, but enough to show he would have to-- before tapping out. When Enjolras steps back, Bahorel bounces back up to his feet. "Now I might be able to get out of that, but not without breaking something. You'll see for yourself. Brienne--"

He moves off to one side, holding a hand out for Brienne to come practice with him.
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-02-29 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Harry moves towards Enjolras. They've done a bit of this, but really, most of the time he and Bahorel are focused on ways to hit one another, not avoid having to do so.

"Wouldst begin, or shall I?"
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[personal profile] maid_of_tarth 2016-02-29 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Brienne, feeling exposed--alone, in a group of men, without Oathkeeper or her mailshirt--nevertheless watches the jointlock demonstration keenly. It certainly seems effective, though Ser Goodwin never tired of pointing out the difference between practice and combat.

She goes where Bahorel beckons. "Is this how people fight in wars, in your world? No weapons? Or is this more for tavern brawls, and the like?"
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-02-29 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
​Bahorel smiles at that. "Ah, if this was how people in my world fought wars, I wouldn't be here to tell you about it. --No. Soldiers in our world have their guns and bayonets and batons, and use them on any enemy they find or invent. But the guards here aren't meant to be fighting enemies; so yes, this is for bar fights. Not wars, just conversations between people that get a little excited."

He knows that for Proper Knights and soldiers tavern brawls, which often end with everyone making friends and having a singalong, and rarely mean anything worse than a few broken bones and some splintered tables, are considered less respectable than Real Wars, which have a proper body count. It's one of the many reasons he's never trusted the respectable.

"Now-- swing at me. Slow first, like we did the first run."
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[personal profile] maid_of_tarth 2016-03-01 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Look, Bahorel, obviously both respectability and glory rise with the body count! (Brienne has somewhat grown beyond this way of thinking, but she hasn't abandoned every vestige of it).

Dutifully, she takes a slow swing, aiming for Bahorel's throat--a nice soft target.

Talking of war has reminded her of something she meant to tell Bahorel. But she won't talk mid-punch; she'll wait until he's blocked her.
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-03-02 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Harry, meanwhile, has gone to work with Enjolras. It's not unlike things he's worked on with him and Bahorel before, even if they've never made it to this sort of thing precisely.

Whether or not, in his heart of hearts, he has relinquished the idea that the only proper combat comes with a sword and armor, his pragmatic side has accepted that hand-to-hand combat is probably the best he's going to regularly get here at Milliways, so he might as well get good at it. And even if he's not quite there yet, he's at least learned the rhythms of practicing it: he's quiet, and focused, and doesn't lose his temper.
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-03-13 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Bahorel, though,is entirely someone to be himself, and he has a near constant chatter with Brienne as they move through the attack repeatedly, trading places as defender and attacker. Some of it's nonsensical pretend-insults,when he's playing the part of a drunken troublemaker (such a stretch! but he somehow rises to the challenge) , or, as the excercise goes on, trying to get her to break her concentration with ridiculous stories.

Finally he taps out after a full-speed turn, and bounces back up, grinning. "There, I think you have that one. We can try one with an underhand attack, next." Unless she wants to suggest something different?
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[personal profile] maid_of_tarth 2016-03-14 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Brienne's concentration is iron-clad. She will not be distracted by the pose of a drunken libertine, or by amusing stories.

She will not.

(But she will suppress a smile over them).

"Very well," she says. "But there's one thing I remembered." She pushes a lock of hair out of her face. "Earlier I met a man here--he said he was king of England." Her voice is pitched so Harry and Enjolras can hear this as well. "Harry Monmouth, he called himself. He said he was Bound here, but once he found his Door, he would leave to invade France. That's your country, is it not?"

Brienne, let's remember, does not know Earth history, and all she thinks of 19th century clothing is that it looks strange. She doesn't assume Harry Monmouth is of the same time as Bahorel, but she doesn't know for sure they're of different times either.

"I don't know if there's aught you can do about his, while you're here. But I thought you should know and be warned." She's been a guest in Bahorel's home; a warning's the least she can do.
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-03-17 11:31 am (UTC)(link)
Bahorel smiles, and presses Brienne's shoulder in thanks. "We know, but it's good to hear it from you too." It is good of her. Any half-aware man in France in their age would know Harry of Momouth as an invader of their history, but Brienne's not from their France, and such news can't be taken for granted, ever. "--He's not being quiet about it, is he?" That's directed at the room in general. Hal has been open about it.

Ah, Hal. Harder every day to find reasons not to push you under the lake. Really, only the certainty that Shakespeare's world is not quite his own keeps it from feeling like a duty.
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[personal profile] maid_of_tarth 2016-03-17 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you need help..." She trails off awkwardly. "He wasn't quiet about it at all, no. He declared it freely, with no secrecy, and seemed very pleased at the prospect."
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-03-17 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Our countries have their disagreements." There's an understatement. "History says he will do this; him, and many other English kings; so there's likely little to gain by acting against him here." National politics are never as punchable as Bahorel feels in his soul they somehow should be. He is forever angry about this. "And we can hardly cross back over to our France in any era, to try to intervene." He looks at Brienne a moment, and then grins. "Ah, but remind me when we're done, there's something about our history I think you'll find interesting." Brienne could be an artist's very vision of Jehanne d'Arc, all earnestness and conviction as she is.
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-03-19 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Harry's been trying to focus on grappling with Enjolras and ignore them, because it's not his conversation, and he does like Bahorel, but-- act against him? Intervene?

"And shall I go, that thou canst plot against my country's king in peace?" he snaps, once he has freed himself from one of Enjolras's holds.
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-03-21 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Bahorel laughs. "I've said nothing here I've not said to your country's own king, to his face. Much less, in fact. You may ask him about it. Hah, I want a recording of that if you do; if he tries to make me sound diplomatic about anything, I'll box him." He'll box Hal anyway, but hey, moreso. He looks at Harry a little more seriously. "Would you like it better if I cheered for the invasion of my country?" Some men would, but Harry's never seemed the sort to expect that.
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-03-21 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"No indeed," Harry replies. "And therefore I ask it not, and speak not to thee of it-- ere now."
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[personal profile] maid_of_tarth 2016-03-27 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Brienne shrugs, slightly embarrassed. "'Twas no trouble." She hadn't meant to start a quarrel, nor had she considered that Harry Percy would be so eager to defend a king he'd tried to overthrow. But even if she'd known, she would have given the warning regardless.

She finds it odd, though, to hear Enjolras say it's not the people of thy nation we'd oppose. Don't the people follow their king? But then, Enjolras and Bahorel have strange ideas about that, as well.
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-03-27 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
For Harry, it's a chain of logic that is clear and natural. He must believe, true though his cause was, he was fairly and honestly defeated. Given that, despite his father's disloyalty, despite his own reckless ways, it must be that Hal earned his throne.

And besides-- and this, even if pressed, he would not know quite how to say-- if he will not stand for this King of England, this King the strange ways of this place has gradually brought him to respect-- then what country can he stand for? Is he still English at all?

But no one does press him for a motive, so he says to Enjolras, "Ay, I know it." And to Brienne, "'tis done, and far away, and matters not. There is none of us shall see it. --but come, what now shall we try?"
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[personal profile] clayforthedevil 2016-04-04 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
What now--? Hmm.

Bahorel thinks a moment, then grins. "Here, Harry; want to fight about it?" And because Harry's not one to always understand a joke right away, and they are really practicing here and not setting up their own real fight, he adds "--You're both as likely to be breaking up a fight as getting attacked yourselves--and with people you don't want to hurt too badly."
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[personal profile] harryhotspur 2016-04-05 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Harry is, yes, caught off-balance by the joke-- but just for a moment! He gets it now! And he nods. "Ay, a wise thought."
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[personal profile] maid_of_tarth 2016-04-07 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Brienne watches Harry and Bahorel as they move onto the same mat, Enjolras off to the side.

She remembers that Security officers are in charge of breaking up amorous encounters as well as fights, and wonders if Bahorel will suggest they practice that as well. The sudden thought makes her blush--but surely not even he would be so shameless. Brienne pushes the foolish thought out of her mind. When Harry and Bahorel begin their mock-fight, she will slide between them to impose peace.