Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20150820171653

"Compared to when you came in here?  You're doing great," Azulius consoled, checking his clothes for dust. Not even a smudge, just like a professional. "You got to remember, learning these things take some time.  It's why we're here at Beacon for four years instead of a weekend.  I look at my magic, for example.  There's sleights I first learned back when I started combat school, and they're still not quite perfected.  Not because I haven't been working on 'em, but because some things are just that hard."

"Also, you have to remember that we know each other.  In a fight on the street, you're going to have to guess at the other guy's style, and he at yours.  You already know about my illusions, and I know how you fight.  It's not a perfectly valid comparison.  But you're making progress, and that's something big.  So, you want another round, or should we switch gears?"