Thread: Training (Attention: Tamas and guest)

Tamas makes his way to the spot dressed in his usual gypsie clothing, minus the leather armor. His black book bag slung over his shoulder and much bulkier then normal. As he arrives he scans around slowly, as if looking for something. His normal devil mask hiding all of his facial features, the green glow from under the mask radiating lightly from the eye holes.

Once Tamas arrives Otto places his book down and greets the masked fella with a smile "I was not sure how busy you would be but I figured I'd ask..." he gestures to the book "Gave me a chance to read a book I found" he shrugs "More of a hands on guy, but never to late to change"

Tamas just grins at him, or at least it should be a grin, accompanied by a soft chuckle from behind the mask. "Never to busy for a friend..." Tamas cocks his head to the side to the moment, looking at both him and the book. "Speaking of hands on, Something needs to be said, i have no problems passing on my knowledge, im actually a very good teacher surprisingly, but but i teach things the way i was taught...ways that were passed down for MANY years. Some of these ways may even seem unusual...barbaric...cruel...or just plain wrong. The question remains though just how far you are willing to go for knowledge."

Otto gives a small smile, then it leaves his face "What I want to learn...I understand...takes a great deal of unpleasantness. Physical pain....well, I can take as well as the next guy... I'll even handle some head games if that is what it takes... I have a more secure room set aside, we can go there for the training that may require extra clean up or a sound proofed environment. As far as how far I'm willing to go...well, I won't know until I've reached my limit....but I'm the kinda fella that will go a few steps beyond most when it is important enough to me....and with the city on the line...well...it makes it real personal"

Tamas nods. "No wiser words have been spoken, lead the way and we can begin, we dont know exactly how long we will have before we are sent off to our deaths, wanna make sure you have as much of a fighting chance as possible."

Otto takes out his squaker and makes a call "I'm going to be out of touch for a while" he doesn't wait stomping on the ability of the guy on the other end of the phone from speaking much "I'll call you when I'm done, I may not be back tonight, so don't stay up and if anything important happens I left a note on the ice box"

((OOC: Entering private area, not a place any one would randomly 'wander' into.))

Otto clicks the phone shut and turns it off as he leads you deeper into the sewers, he seems to go down a level lower then most people are ever permitted to go, some new tunnel work will be evidant for those who can see in the dark. Also will be evident are arrows leading back to the Foyer room.

"I hope this is enough room for you, I didn't have alot of time" signs of recent masonry work can be seen and the surface of the floor has a hard packed mudd. The chamber is roughly 10 feet by nearly 15 and perhaps is a junction room used in Lamar's distant past. A plastic bin with a nearly waterproof lid stands in one corner. Otto places his coat and hat and places them within.

"Ok, lets get this started"

Tamas sits the bag on the ground, it clanks with the sound of metal on metal. Tamas reaches in pulling out several small daggers. He looks at them and then at Otto and shrugs. "Becoming more hardy isn't about making your flesh harder or tougher, not like mortals who do endurance train, our bodies wont change like that. Further more, short of drastic thinks like fire, or magical things, our bodies will revert back, so it is really not physical altercation that we fear. We, my friend, fear pain, which in itself is nothing but an emotion, control the emotion, and you control the effect it has on your body.

Tamas then pulls aside one of the daggers and tosses it into the ground at Ottos feet, missing him. A low "oooooh" escaping his lips. Make no mistake about it, you will bleed before this is up. But we don't always know when or where pain comes from, any fool can stand there and be hurt, hoping to overcome it, master the pain you dont know is coming, and everything else falls into place." Tamas throws another dagger at Otto's feet, missing him as well. "Tell me Otto, have you ever seen a kindred die?" Tamas stares right into Otto's eyes throwing another dagger right at his feet, missing as well, but keeping his eyes locked on Otto's.

Otto flinches slightly at the first dagger, but far less then most. As Tamas makes eye contact with Otto and asks his questions it is apparant Otto has a seen death.

"I've seen my share of death... but I haven't put a big distinction between kindred or human" yeah, he has that 'washed in humanity' look about him. He also flinches less at the knives as they are thrown.

He considers "Now that I put some thought into it, I really haven't seen many of our kind die....not for alot of years and most of the times I was present the situation was such that I really couldn't focus on much more then what was infront of my face"

Tamas seems to chuckle a bit, taking another dagger and taking Otto's hand, closing it around the blade and standing there, staring at him. "Alot of people, short of psychos and murderers give the same answer, they have seen it, but havent SEEN it. Death happens because our flesh fails us. We know its there, its coming, few take the steps such as this though to try and stop it."

Tamas goes silent for a moment seeming to stare off at the thought, and just as he feels Otto's hand start to relax he tightens his grip on ottos hand and jerks the blade out in one swift motion.

"We relax when we think we are safe, and allow our flesh reprieve, and that is when it is most vulnerable."