Being stuck anywhere did not sit well with Klaus, but being stuck on a space station, forced to feed on dead, wrong blood, with no decent alcohol he'd been able to trick out of the replicators, and none of his family... Well, the last was perhaps as much blessing as curse, but it still rankled. Sparring with Nuada was always a welcome outlet for his frustration, even as it forced him to work in a way he had not had to in over a millenium.
His natural strength and speed had been enough that he had not had to train his body since he was human, and his slower healing meant that he found himself physically tired and in actual proper need of restful sleep after sparring. The oblivion that came with sleep was welcome, too, and there was something satisfying in the progress he was making. He would have thought that being bested by Nuada might chafe, but something in the Elf's behaviour made it not so. Nuada was clearly just as pleased with Klaus's progress as he himself was, that was probably part of it.
Then again, Klaus told himself as he stopped in the doorframe and watched the Elf go through something that looked like a kata with two pieces of wood (not white oak, he absently noted), there was no shame or frustration to be had when losing to that skilled an opponent. The very fact that Nuada seemed to enjoy their spars was compliment enough.
"Now I feel underequipped," Klaus stated, pushing himself off the doorframe after a few seconds to walk into the room.
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Date: 2012-03-30 03:45 pm (UTC)From:His natural strength and speed had been enough that he had not had to train his body since he was human, and his slower healing meant that he found himself physically tired and in actual proper need of restful sleep after sparring. The oblivion that came with sleep was welcome, too, and there was something satisfying in the progress he was making. He would have thought that being bested by Nuada might chafe, but something in the Elf's behaviour made it not so. Nuada was clearly just as pleased with Klaus's progress as he himself was, that was probably part of it.
Then again, Klaus told himself as he stopped in the doorframe and watched the Elf go through something that looked like a kata with two pieces of wood (not white oak, he absently noted), there was no shame or frustration to be had when losing to that skilled an opponent. The very fact that Nuada seemed to enjoy their spars was compliment enough.
"Now I feel underequipped," Klaus stated, pushing himself off the doorframe after a few seconds to walk into the room.