Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24487330-20150812194308/@comment-24487330-20150907164224

((Clyde, buddy, you forgot the "bro" at the end. [/goodjokes]))

The reminders about the shortcomings of his combat style might have been made in good intention, but they still irked Camo. These flaws, among others, seemed rather obvious to him, especially considering he held one of the worst win-loss ratios in sparring matches in their class. He stayed silent through Clyde's lecture, though, if only because he had been the one to request assistance and didn't want to come off as a know-it-all or an ingrate.

Once Clyde prepared himself and instructed him to attack, Camo reminded himself to focus on the situation at hand and gripped his practice weapon firmly in both hands. There was a short pause as he considered his options, and then he sprinted directly at his opponent, ready to strike. His tactics would mostly be defensive at first: a few shallow pokes and jabs at Clyde's torso, occasionally breaking the tedium with a swipe or even a swift kick, depending on how much free movement he could afford. As in a real combat situation against a superior opponent, he would be trying to gauge Clyde's defenses and reactions to his various strikes; if he lasted long enough, he might learn of a weakness to be exploited, gradually improving his odds of success...