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Richard Harrington Summerby (the_richard) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Richard shrugged as he led the way back out the door. "It's your flat. I only own your time during lessons, and if you travel with me as security. Your keyring has keys for the roof, the laundry in the basement, and the ground level entrance, which is locked at night. People can call up from the street phone for you to let them in."

He continued talking as he unlocked the door to the roof and went up the staircase. "I've learned to never say never about things like that. Shit happens."

The sat in chairs positioned so they could enjoy the skyline view across the river. "I'm out and about at 6am when I'm home. That will be your physical conditioning. Running, parkour once you are up to it, maybe some simple sparring. Evenings, say around 8pm, we'll get together for training, learning spells, simple exercises. I'm afraid you're going to have to find your own time for practice."

"Now, lesson one. I said I'm stingy with power. There is always someone bigger or stronger, or faster than you are. Fight like a miser. Conserve your resources. Use only what you need to in order to win. Most of what I'll teach you is wandless and wordless. There's no time for swish-swish-flick in a dark alley. You have to have absolute confidence in your magic and your combat skills. Have you had much practice with silent magic?"