Posted Feb. 8, 2019, 8:58 p.m. by Civilian Astrid Rousseau (Head of the Judicial System) (Amber DeSadier)
Posted by Civilian Halai Cosgrove (Head of Science and Terraforming) in Cosgrove Villa- Post Dinner
Posted by Civilian Astrid Rousseau (Head of the Judicial System) in Cosgrove Villa- Post Dinner
Posted by Civilian Halai Cosgrove (Head of Science and Terraforming) in Cosgrove Villa- Post Dinner
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She smiled. “Training for legal matters is such a… dry process. People attend specific schools and get taught by others except instead of a single master, teaching a few apprentices at a time, it is a much larger ratio of teachers to students until you get into specific branches of the Law. There is much that can be said for teaching on a more one to one ratio but art is a much different beast than Law. Much of what you do is by touch, feel, emotion. Much of what I do is finding boundaries and trying to rehabilitate others through what programs are available at the time.”
Halai considered Astrid for a moment. “I don’t believe that is strictly true,” she said softly. “I think if you look deep enough, that amongst all the rules and limits, you are still a person who has to consider the person before them and figure out the best way forward. You can choose to be strictly analytical about it and disregard the emotional weight of a sentence on the person or those affected, but I don’t think that that is you.”
“You were lucky to have such a wonderful mother who made sure you had the benefit of a master. I find I envy you that.”
Astrid ROusseau.
She smiled and nodded. “Yes, yes I was. I miss her a great deal some days, but I feel her through my carving. And it’s another reason why I feel compelled to teach someone this art form at some point. Not just to preserve the art form and tradition itself, but also to honour her memory.” reaching out, Halai touched the large hunk of nuumite and patted it softly before moving out of the room.
Opening the next door on the left, Halai just stepped back so Astrid so peer inside. “Nothing crazy, just a workout space that I can shift into a guest room if needed.” There were mats on the floor, with a stand of weights and a couple custom bō that were sized somewhere between a typical bō at 1.8 metres long and a jō at 1.2 metres long. On the ceiling hung a kick bag that was on a pulley that meant she could store it in a corner but brig it out where it was more useable in the middle of the room.
~Halai Cosgrove
Astrid followed Halai out of the room, taking one last glance at the massive piece and the beautiful drapings. She looked in the guest room/ gym with mild curiosity. The choice of equipment was interesting. She didn’t know much about working out other than basics she did to keep herself in generally good shape and to enable her yoga/calming practice which was vital to keep her sanity some days. “What do you do? Are you a kick boxer, a martial artist? Or just like punching a bag?”
Astrid
“Martial arts, mostly,” Halai replied with a slight smile as she moved across the room. She took one of the bōs off the wall and gave it a simple but controlled twirl before putting it back and turning to Astrid.
“I learned years ago on my first posting from our Chief of Security. There was an incident and I found myself out-classified in weight, fighting skill, experience, you name it. I had no phaser and I was a young scientist up against people who I had witnessed being willing to kill to achieve their goals.” It was easier to say than when she had told this same story several years ago, but then again mush had changed. “So I asked the Chief to teach me how to defend myself in those circumstances. He taught me his own blend of martial arts and it’s been with me ever since.”
~Halai Cosgrove
Astrid could only imagine. Up until her posting on OED V, she had not felt her life in danger except around her step brother. He had been terrifying but no goal that she had ever been able to discern other than enjoying being that way towards her and her siblings. She took a deep breath and mentally wrenched herself away from that line of thinking. She was here to have fun and to enjoy the company of someone she liked. “I think the closest I ever got to Martial Arts was doing two semesters of Tai Chi in University. It is a martial arts, but nothing like what you are speaking of.... at least, not at first. I see enough violence each day. I would rather not incite it, but our new Chief of Police is having me take defense classes with his wife. I start this week actually. Strangely enough, I am looking forward to it.”
Astrid Rousseau
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