Richard
Leon and Eowen safely make it back to the shop... Alive. What was that about? Why were they so adamant about attacking the two before immediately backing off? Leon thinks it has to do with the suspicious men noticing that if Elowen is a great swordswoman with her long weapon, they could be in a lot of trouble. The French Revolution violence kind of trouble. That's part of the plot, but the other part is that they're planning another attack. Who will it be on? "I'm not sure. At least we got back safely. I'll be on the watch for tonight. You... *Should* Rest. No need to coach me in my training right now." He states, looking at her with a light smile. His face is positive, pure, and uplifting. He doesn't want her to worry all night. Plus, she'll need all the rest she can get before they travel quite a few miles. His statement beforehand, however, when he paused at 'should' was his expression in knowledge of the woman's personality. She'll probably want to stay up with him to keep on the watch, which is why he hesitated. It's still rather kind to ask though. They enter and he hands her the basket so she can enjoy her apples. He isn't hungry at the moment. He'll possibly take one after 5 hours of training and practicing. 

Celaena decides to leave, which is sad. He enjoyed her company. Leon walks over and softly pats her head before giving her the fruits he bought her. "Please be safe. But keep your pure heart." He states as she leaves. He waves back then walks back into the shop. He grabs his new weapon and looks at Elowen saying: "Get comfortable because this is our last night of comfort. Next we'll encounter strange people, weird circumstances, and hopefully some fun experiences." He turns towards the wall and gets into offensive position. He does a jab at it, but his form is incorrect. It seems that he has the desire, but not the skill.
Maria
Her whole body was tense for the whole journey. Have it be because of their encounter, or she was simply just a very stressed person. It didn't matter. Her hand remained on her sword for the whole journey, of course, it coming off once they were indoors. She indeed was a very skilled swordsman. Her skill was up there with the knights and duel masters of the realm. Though, she only specialised in one on one encounters. She wasn't the best if she was surrounded. Doubt anyone was honestly. At least with no magic... And only a sword. She looked at Leon with a smile. They were out of there eh? That was good she supposes. Though, she would love some action just about now... But she was extremely tired and such. He offered her the chance of sleeping, Elowen shaking her head. She didn't feel like she wanted to sleep, though, she was extremely tired. She wanted to fight and help her friend protect his shop. 

"No no. I don't intend on sleeping for too long. I'll stay up for a bit. Plus... Didn't you say you wanted some training just a few moments ago? Sure, we were approached by shady men, but that doesn't change anything. Plus, I myself would really like to train up my 'personal bodyguard'"

Her hands raised up to do the quote on quote gesture. She was joking. She did value his willingness to protect her, though, she felt as if she was the one to protect him for a bit. She didn't think that he would get the hang of using a sword over night. In fact, she expected that he would at least take a few months to strike her down once. They are most definitely going to need to work together for a while.

But was that really a bad thing? 

"That and, I want to be up just in case those shady men ever do come back. I would like to personally give them the taste of steel. That, or run them off so they never come back to this country"

She said, smiling at him. She took the basket he handed to her, her appetite wasn't... Really there. She did experience a big spook with those people suddenly approaching them. But she did turn to Celaena. She frowned at her sad departure. Seems like she wasn't staying with her for long. She placed an apple in Celaena's basket, giving her a goodbye gift. 

"Adieu, my friend. Hope we do meet in later days. Stay good and keep safe"

She said, waving the girl off. Well... Seems like it was a night of work for the two. First business, remove the tunic and the hat. She was dressed in a white linen top, which was quite baggy, but didn't make her look fat. It had a collar, the top being open to accommodate her ascot tie. She may not be the most wealthy, but it was obvious her appearance was really important to her. As he went into his offensive position, she leaned on her left leg, watching the man do his jab. She shook her head, approaching him. She then grabbed his two wrists, adjusting them so his posture for an attack like that was correct. She also slightly nudged his feet to have a wider and more... Proper posture. She was quite close to him at this point, Leon most likely being able to feel her.

"You want it to be like this. Feet apart so you can pivot and have good balance. Wrists uncocked as well..., a jab against a person would break them. You'd need those for your crossbow right? And of course, stay low so less surface area to hit"

She said, releasing him once she fixed his posture. Back to her original position, judging him as he continued. It seemed as if it would be a long night. Or a short night, depending on what he likes. She definitely likes this so it'd go by quick...
Richard
As she removed her tunic and hat, he continues to focus on his swordsmanship. He doesn't intend to perfect it on this night, but grasping onto something small and fundamental will be useful. He could then expand on that with new and more advanced moves. He wants to be able to protect himself, her and whomever he'd like to with a weapon. Hands are good, especially when a hypothetical attacker doesn't have a sword. His previous training mostly consisted of hand-to-hand combat and defense. But now, he sees the necessity in learning how to fight like a guard. As he does his moves, he feels her touch on his wrist and legs. His body tenses up a bit. He didn't expect her to assist him physically! But he's accordant. He follows along with the positions she shows him. "Yes, makes sense." When she releases him, he repeats the motion a few times in order to practice it properly. 

His movements are quick and almost strict. There's little looseness in his jabs and attacks. It's like an assassin or a brawler, someone who'd rather finish the fight quickly than come up with an elongated plan to break the defense of the opponent. His stance and posture improve slowly as he does the move. He continues to try out a few more moves that he's seen guards and soldiers do, allowing Elowen to guide him. After a while, he finishes up for a small break. He goes upstairs to run his hands under some water in the bathroom and calls her to do the same before going back down. He grabs an apple and bites into it, offering Elowen the basket so she can take one. He sits down and wipes his lips. "How long have you been a monster hunter? And how long have you been practicing your swordplay?"
Maria
She felt his tenseness, giving him a slight knock on the elbow to tell him to calm down. She was able to feel this things as... She was literally holding him through this whole affair. After he shows him her moves, she continues to physically show him the proper styles of fighting. She didn't show him the styles she was taught. She didn't see the reason why he needed to show him techniques used on her specific weapon and not his. Her fighting was more prolonged, being extremely defensive, allowing her to tire out her opponent. This is rarely the point as she usually uses it to stall for support to arrive later on. After a while of more guidance, he seemed to be able to get the jist of fighting, though, he will have to start practice fights with friends. Y'know, a spar! Sadly, there was no Celaena to help, so he only really had Elowen. Practice fights tend to be really good when it comes to training as you get proper hands on training with something. 

Of course, people need a break, Elowen was no exception to that. She heard Leon's calls to wash up, Elowen coming as... She was feeling a bit mucky today. She left her ascot on the table, her neck being fully visible at this point. No more nasty ascot to break their view! She visits the upstairs room where people wash their hands, doing what they do in that room... Wash her hands. She honestly didn't want to get her top too wet, knowing how white tends to turn clear when wet. She simply just... Rolled up her sleeves to prevent this. After she washed her hand, she took an apple from the basket, leaning on a wall as they ate and communicated. 

"Well, I've been at it for near... What. 5 years? I started when I was just a wee 15 year old girl when I killed my first target. I trained under a man I met when I travelled to the Alps of the Eísauen Territory. Didn't know his name... Never told me"
Richard
"You're unaware of his name? You still don't know?" He asks, a bit confused. This girl is either crazy or she has balls of steel. She really went and trained with someone she probably didn't know. "That's interesting. I wish I got training for free." He says with a wink, playing at the fact that she's training him. He continues to bite into and eat his apple. He looks at her white shirt then her khaki-like pants, wondering what inspired her design. Was it original personal preference, peer pressure or that mysterious man? He doesn't know. It does fit her though, very well. Whoever created it made it specifically for her obviously. His eyes turn away, hoping she doesn't think he's staring. He stands up after a minute, unless she says something or asks a question, and grabs his sword again. He continues to practice his moves, using the posture and techniques she taught him. It's clear he was serious when he said he'll be practicing. The man plans on going for the entire night! The restless perk is quite useful.
Cheryl
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