First day of Training

From Create Your Own Story

Using her sense of direction, Arya makes it to the courtyard fairly quickly. Once there, she sees the Red Woman, who is accompanied by a man Arya had never seen before. He was very handsome in a roguish sort of way, with dark hair and dark eyes. He was standing in a very relaxed stance, and rather obviously checked Arya out when she entered the room. His leather armor was black, instead of the usual red.

"I am glad you are on time," Melisandre commented. She seemed stern, like a teacher, which was quite different from last night, when she had been a lover. "Yesterday, you showed great interest in learning how to fight. I thought it would be appropriate to start with that." Arya perked up, swordplay piking her interest.

"This is Bronn," Melisandre continued, "He fought against Stannis at the Blackwater, but has atoned for his sins since then."

"And by atoned for his sins, she means I am now on the payroll of the Baratheons," Bronn joked. Arya smiled, deciding that she liked him.

"Regardless, he is a very gifted swordsmen, and I think he will make a great teacher." From her robes she drew Needle, Arya's prized sword. It had been a gift from Jon, and had been taken from her when Stannis' men had cleaned her up. The Red Woman tossed the sword to Arya, who caught it with ease. Drawing it from it's scabbard, she swung it around a bit, reacquainting herself with the blade. "I'll leave you too it," Melisandre finished, leaving the courtyard.

"Man," Bronn commented, "What does a guy gotta do to get under the sheets with her," Bronn commented, stealing a look at the Red Woman's ass as she walked away.

"Become a red priestess," Arya replied, still practicing with her blade. It took Bronn a second to comprehend what she had just said. He laughed when he understood.

"Very funny, girl. Now, I was told you trained with some Bravoosi."

"Syrio Forel," Arya stated proudly, "The best sword fighter in the world."

Bronn spit in response. "Those Bravoosi are full of shit, dancing around with their fancy 'technique.' No, you need to learn how to fight proper. Draw your sword." Arya did so, compelled to protect her former teacher's honor. Bronn lunged at her, using his dulled sword to make quick, target attacks. Arya successfully dodged the first flurry, but was knocked to the ground when Bronn backhanded her.

"Hey, that's cheating," Arya complained, rubbing her cheek.

"There's no cheating in life. You win or you die. So try your best to win." He launched another attack, again using underhanded tactics. One thing Arya noticed was he used his surroundings, pushing vases over and ducking behind trees. Every time Arya was knocked down, she learned.

After two hours, and the destruction of the courtyard, Arya was showing real improvement.

"Okay, one more bout before we break for the day. I've got wine to drink, food to eat, and women to fuck," Bronn said, raising his sword.

"In that order?" Arya joked, raising Needle. As Bronn charged, Arya contemplated her strategy.

What does Arya do?

Use unchivalrous tactics

Use Syrio Forel's tactics

Let Bronn win

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