Apprentice Shipping - Percival & Galahad

[pyro_princess]

Percival had never taught another soul before, but at times Galahad needed all the help he could get. At times she wondered why he even wanted to be a knight - a gentle soul like him was better suited to the life of a monk, or perhaps a master of the written word. But at least Galahad was persistent, and every attempt he made was full of honest determination. She could not fault him for this - in fact, it was a trait she admired. Any challenge she gave him, he pursued until it was fully accomplished.

Although lately he had been... distracted. She couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly, but often it seemed as if his mind wasn't entirely within the conversations and training sessions they had. She had no idea what could be capturing his attention, and in fact was a little annoyed that he was no longer giving it his all. If he was expecting mercy in this slight slacking, he'd get none of it from her.

Percival waited at the training grounds, already dressed in her armor. Today was supposed to be simple exercises, nothing more and nothing less. However if Galahad dared to be distracted by... whatever... again, it could become a lot worse for him. Her tail flicked back and forth behind her. Just why was she so upset?

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[pyro_princess]

It looked like training would be delayed even further, as Percival found herself thrown off once again. Galahad really seemed to have a knack for flattery, although perhaps this blessing was also curse if he even even realize what he was doing. Her tail flicked again, and even appeared to fluff up a little in agitation.

"It... well... that's... hardly the..." Stop it stop it stop it, she's supposed to be the teacher! "I don't really... hear that often, I admit, but... that sort of thing is natural, for a... woman in my position. I am a knight, I am no fair maiden."

[ex_predetermined775]

Galahad looked down. "I must politely disagree." She was the fairest maiden in all the Kingdom in his own opinion. He couldn't speak highly enough of her skill and beauty, though he was the student and she a teacher. Saying all he thought of her wouldn't be becoming of a student. "I..apologize. Perhaps it's not my place to say these things."

[pyro_princess]

"... You are always free to speak your mind in my presence." Once again, she refused to look at him, and was grateful her face was mostly obscure under her helmet. "But that's hardly the point... if anything must be learned today, it is that we will both always have faults, and we will always be improving. I have no regrets taking you on as a student, and I will never give up on you."

A breath. "... That said, if you value me so... highly... then you must never give up on yourself either."

[ex_predetermined775]

He smiled at her invitation to speak his mind. Not that he would step out of line, but he made a mental note for it in the future. Perhaps she valued his opinion enough to hear it?

"I won't ever give up. On my word." Galahad said enthusiastically. "Shall we start our lesson now?"

[pyro_princess]

Thank goodness, they could get back to business. It would take some time for the fluttering feeling to leave Percival's heart but at they very least they could set out what they were trying to do that day.

Yet she couldn't help but have a notion that from now own, these days of training wouldn't be quite the same anymore.

She held her sword up with two hands, took several steps back, and then face him fully. "Come at me, when you're ready."