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🕊️ jeanne d'options 🕊️
1. ama - ask jeannette questions; she will answer!
2. stuck together - can be direct (magic glue!) or situational (a stalled elevator!). it's you and jeannette. now what?
3. hurt/comfort - i promise she knows how to do more than just pray. probably.
4. reverse isekai - jeannette has been joanjarred into your world! what are you two up to?
5. alternate universe - jeannette was born in your world, so perhaps there is now less at....stake.
6. hundred years war - alternatively, welcome to fighting the English. no gambling, swearing, or fornicating in her army, please!
7. the fluffy lesbian date one - jeannette is so happy to make a new friend, one she hopes to grow close to, like her angel.
8. schooled - some people wish the "three r"s were rapture, reminiscence, and placing artillery. reading is hard. help.
9. came back wrong - jeanne is on a holy war to remove
10. wildcard! drop me a top-level. f/f only for shipping, please.
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She was wandering around, trying to figure out what the hell she was supposed to do when there weren't any enemies to stick the pointy end of her sword in, when she saw the featherweight with the jitters waving a sword around like a complete toddler. wait, no. a toddler at least knew how to put an effort into the make-believe.]
I can think of enough things right off that I should ask if you want 'em in alphabetical order or degree of stupidity.
[she's smiling as she jogs over, though.]
I can give you some pointers, but ... maybe don't be at the front line when les goddams get here, yeah?
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And the thought of falling back before the English has a fire flaring up within her breast. ]
But I must! I can hardly remain in safety while others risk their lives on my account.
[ That being what it may, and as this person has already seen her, only one option is practical, now. This soldier seems not unwilling to assist, and Jeannette can hardly deny they....look the part......
She's definitely taking a look at those biceps to compare them to her own, and note she has much work ahead of her. Yes. ]
Please, if teaching me does not bother you, show me what I must do!
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[Gideon's jaw drops slowly, since the lights usually take a while to go on despite the golden tone of her eyes.]
You're --
[their leader. holy shit. Gideon's first thought was "how did someone this tiny end up leading an army?" and the second, so close behind that it was stepping on its heels, was "fucking hell if I let her die my ass is so much grass". she reached up to close her own jaw, then held out a hand, indicating that Jeanne should give her the sword]
Okay, first, you need to learn how to stand before you even pick that up. Gimme.
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But now, at last, is the time for action! Now is the time - to figure out what, precisely, she is doing with this sword! (She has figured out the horse. And the lance. And the moving in the armor. The sword, though....well, she will remedy that. Especially now that she has such a kind teacher!) ]
Oh, thank you! Here.
[ She offers Gideon the sword, which was rumored to have once belonged to the archangel Michael. So no pressure while handling it, or anything. ]
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You've got your feet too close together, for starters. Stand like this.
[she puts her own feet a bit more than shoulder width apart, so that her knees naturally bend a little]
Keeps your balance better, and doesn't lock your knees. You've got to be able to move.
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So you can respond to anything the enemy does, yes?
[ She tries pivoting and moving a little from her stance, adjusts it until she feels she has the most possible flexibility. This is helpful already. Do not think about holding the sword in and of itself, think about what you must be able to do while wielding it....and the stance follows. Very sensible! ]
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[she steps up behind Jeanne and reaches around to adjust the position of her arms. yes. yes, she is that blatantly brazen and gives absolutely zero fucks. (it's because of all the salacious literature she stows under her bedroll, which is the extent of her literacy, really. she's a walking scabbard stuffed with bad moves.)]
- even if it's just an invisible sword, you hold it like this. The way you had your arms out it's no wonder your hands were shaking. You were taking all the weight with your wrists. Needs to come from your biceps.
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[ Th-this is quite the....pose.....
....but it's practical, is it not? To be shown what to do? And it is a great reassurance to know that she is having her position adjusted into the proper one, so that she may remember what to do with her body, and not merely her eyes. Yes.
Therefore, there is nothing untoward about her being handled in such a fashion, or in Jeannette's heart pattering a beat when it happens! That is gratitude! Oh, she is so grateful.
And focused, fortunately. ]
Then I will strengthen my arms. [ A little resolute nod. Now that she has decided that's what she'll do, that's what will happen. This is the way of Jeanne d'Arc.
....Who cannot help but notice those biceps more now that she has a front-row seat, and is thinking about sword arm muscles. ]
What do you suggest?
do I need to CW for stuff in a PSL? uhh. religious indoctrination and dysmorphia ahoy
but right now she's teaching a stone cold hottie how to use a sword and having the time of her life, so whatever Satan may or may not be doing, he can go pound sand. she'll worry about it later.
right now she has to figure out how to teach. the tough, sinewy dude who'd taught her a few towns up the line had been ruthless, a brutal taskmaster who drove her through drills over and over again, hollered at her when her form was off, and didn't hand out compliments, just corrections. she couldn't talk like that to the leader of the whole damn army.]
Weeeeeell - uh - you've got to strengthen up what you've got first. Push ups. As many sets of ten as you can manage in the morning. That's what I do, anyway. A-and lift your sword in the four poses, too. Get used to the form. The weight. It's gotta be second nature. [she flashed a nervous smile] You don't want to be thinking about it when you're out in the middle of kicking ass, yeah?
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[ Jeanne is an attentive student! Enough that while she's vaguely aware something felt - unusual - when they press together, she hasn't the brainpower to devote to solving the puzzle. This moment is about SWORDS. ]
I shall carry my sword with me always. Sleeping or waking, it shall be a part of me!
[ She's already sleeping in her armor, so what's adding the sword? The smallest thing, and yet, if it can make a difference in battle..... ]
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[Gideon steps back and unsheathes her sword again: the two-hander is old, and has seen better days, but clearly when Gideon inherited it, she began to treat it with far more care than its predecessor: it's been polished and sharpened, the leather grip wrappings recently replaced]
D'you already know the four poses? Stance is a little different with a sword your size but I can still show you with mine.
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Show me, please, to confirm I have it right.