Knowledge is power it portects us... but a blade never hurt.

Izayoi had found a member of the guild to help her train in the use of sword magic, or a version of it anyways. She had left a notice on the Guild Job board looking for a trainer, she had gotten a response in short order. Now she stood on the cliffs looking out toward the horizion, waiting for her trainer to arrive. She held Masamune in her right hand, she could feel the ties meant to lash the blade in place blowing in the gentle breeze. She held up her hand to her face, "Who... Who am i?" The question was not meant to be literal but one that questioned who she was now. She had been apart of something evil, she didn't know how she fell to such a place. Lowering her hand she snickered at herself. "I am me... that never changed... But what am i to the world?" Izayoi had stopped questioning herself right then and there and questioned her roll into the world. Was she destened to be a hero? a Villian? or something in between, only time would tell for her. "I won't let the past hold me back anymore..." She stated out loud, she pulled a small charm from her pocket, cast it a smile then cast it over the cliff. "Sorry Juno... your dead... I'm not..." She had gotten most of her memory's back, she remembered her first lover... the one she choose herself not one of the ones she had when she was a slave. She would stand at the cliff until something took her attention from it.

Saturday, a voluptuous figure basking in the morning sun, limbs sprawled out over the lush grass just outside the guildhall. Flowing scarlet tresses cushioning her cranium, emerald optics stared up, following the path in which swollen clouds floated. Lynn had arranged to assist one of her lower ranked guildmates in training her secondary magic that very day, a day with zero job calls from the lovely guildmaster (for the day), and nothing else to do. She wasn't even wearing her breastplate! The summoner only wore a white cotton maxi dress, with a pair of white leggings because it wasn't appropriate to fight in the dress alone, even though Lynn was not ashamed at all. The person she was about to meet was a female as well.

Rising to her bare feet, Lynn shook her head a bit to remove any pieces of grass that might have been clinging to it. She slipped her feet into the gladiator sandals that sat on the grass next to where she was laying previously, and began to stroll towards their meeting point. If she had remembered correctly, the girl she was supposed to meet was called 'Izayoi', and had told her to wait on the cliffs. Patting the dirt off her rear, Lynn fastened her pace. She didn't want to keep Izayoi waiting, for she herself never liked to. Hopping over obstacles in the way, crimson hair sailing behind her, the dynamic Saber came to a halt after a few minutes of traveling, spotting the white-haired figure in the distance.

"Hello."

Izayoi heard the voice but didn't answer at first, she simply enjoyed the wind, after a minute or so longer she turned to face the speaker. "Greetings." Izayoi offered a smile. "I take it your acting as my trainer?" Izayoi motioned towards a small area she had cleared out. "I know this is a dumb question but do you know how to use a sword?" Izayoi was not being rude but just trying to get a feel if this person was here to help with just the martial aspects, the magic aspects or both. Izayoi moved to the small clearing and picked up one of her two blades and offered it to the woman reguardless of her answer. Izayoi picked up the other blade and gave the handle a tap and smiled. "you know... i think im going to use a Legion blade instead." Izayoi gave a wave of her hand, a man like figure cam into existence. "Hello! I would like to use your blade for a magic i am developing." The figure nodded and offered the sword it was holding. "Thank you." the figure bowed and just disappered, Izayoi examined the blade. She had held blades before but they had always been that of one she summons, this one somehow seemed to be perfect for her. Izayoi looked back the the to where the legion was standing, had it known? Izayoi shook her head and turned to her partner. "I am Izayoi Burakkurozu, thank your for helping me." Izayoi dipped into a bow and held up her blade. "en garde."

"That's right," Lynn smiled back, "and my name is Lynn." She introduced herself since she had a feeling Izayoi wasn't aware of who exactly she was going to be training with. The white-haired girl then continued to question Lynn, wanting to know if she was able to use a sword. This brought back a million images unknowingly hidden deep within her memories. "Yes, I do," she answered, rather stiffly. Of course she knew how to use a sword. In fact, the sword was one of the many weapons she was taught to wield during her time as a Prestigious in Fismuth, but she wasn't going to bore Izayoi with all these details to support the fact that she could indeed fight with a sword. She was offered a blade, one that was very different from Fismuthian blades however. It was much lighter, making Lynn have to adapt to the weight. "It has been a while, though." Lynn thought she should let Izayoi know.

Moments later, Izayoi announced that she would rather use a 'Legion blade', whatever that was. Lynn nodded. A man materialized out of nowhere, spooking Lynn a bit. It seemed the 'Legion blade' belonged to this man as Izayoi requested to borrow it from him, which he allowed, then disappeared into thin air. Once she had obtained her weapon of choice, the girl introduced herself and then bowed. Her last name was quite confusing, thus Lynn decided not to try to address her by it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Izayoi," the summoner grinned, watching her new friend prepare herself for battle. Lynn raised her blade as well, though in a different style that she had learnt from Fismuthian swordmasters. "Whenever you're ready," she would say.