Training a Little

Liam had been striking away at one of the dummies for the better part of the morning. He still wasn't used to holding a sword that much yet. Especially an more Egyptian styled sword. A Khopesh to be exact. He also had a Sword-breaker in his off hand, a sort of dagger with a larger guard and had slots in the blade, for catching other blades. So, he was a little odd when it came to weapons, but hey, a Khopesh is pretty much a wild card in battle.

He again, struck the dummy again, his form was a bit off so he adjusted and tried again. He repeated this a few more time before stopping. He was breathing heavily, and was drenched in sweat, the bright sun did not help. His orange camp half-blood and his blue sweat pant stuck to his body as if they were suction cups on glass. He pulled on them to loosen them up a bit, it didn't help much. He walked over to the side where the shade was at, dragging his white tennis shoe through the loose grit in the arena. He leaned back against the wall and slid down into a seated position. Then he saw his shoulder bag across the arena and groaned. He got back up lethargically and started lazily walked over to it. Once there, he laid down next to it, and pulled out a Gatorade and an apple. He took a swig of the red drink and a bite out of the apple, and stayed there, resting.

Liam had saw a flicker of movement, he turned his head in that direction, and saw a relatively young girl, at least when compared to everyone else at least. He watched as she skipped into the arena, and as she pulled out a dagger, then proceeded to touch the blade with one of her fingers. Quickly, a bright crimson line appeared and slowly made it's way to the under side of her wrist, were the blood started dripping. He quickly pulled out a band aid, and started walking over to her. He saw how passively she stared at the blood, has he opened op the small package that the band aid was contained in.
"Hey!" He called over to her, then proceeded to wave the band aid next to his head, "You should patch that cut up! I got a band aid for ya!"
Once he had stopped in front of her, he held the out to her to take, "Here."

Liam was a little freaked out about this kid, he had never meet a kid to took getting cut at such a young age. Every other kid he had met would cry their eyes out at ANY inflection of pain, or any wound.
"Yeah, lets go with that. I'm Liam, whats your name?"
Once he heard that she had never held, let alone used, a dagger before it made a little bit more sense now that she pretty much just cut herself.
"If you would like, I could teach you how to use a dagger a bit better. Though the one I have is a bit different from yours, I could make it work."

"Well, if you want to get that good you'r gonna need to train for a long time, and really really hard. You think you can do that? Getting good at fighting doesn't happen over night." He looked over to his stuff, and saw his Sword-breaker in is sheath with the rest of his things.
He reached his hand out to it, and the dagger flew out of it's sheath and right into his hand in the matter of seconds. He caught it, and stood up a bit straighter, and scanned the arena for a relatively undamaged dummy. Once The son of Bia found one, he reached out to it with his energy and grabbed hold of it. He quickly dragged it over to where the duo were standing.
"Tell me once your ready to start." He said smiling.