[ Roland can't coddle them. He takes the same route he chose when he said he would kneel for but one king and his fledgling kingdom; and that meant any opportunity Roland would get to train and teach, he will take gratefully. He does something very few people would expect, and it's only because he's an experienced marksman that such a thing is possible without harm. He won't hurt Tidus, never intends to ever, but in this scenario, Roland shoots. The moment his opponent flips away, he's already centered his core, forcing his arms to brace and pushing down against the motion of feet attempting to draw the gun upwards. It's not a powerful enough motion that Roland can't re-aim the caliber, removing the gun from safety, and shooting the floor where Tidus lands, right by his feet. It's a loud, ringing sound in such an enclosed space, but he's so used to it that even as he takes aim and fires, Tidus would be in no safer hands than his.
There's something to be gained by it, anyhow. So as soon as it registers that he did fire a shot, Roland lowers the gun immediately to the floor. ]
You're good at looking the part, I'll give you that much. But it's too showy. And you made a fatal error of trading off your tactical advantage against me.
[ It's in these moments where the natural inclination to mentor comes out without meaning to; wanting to exchange expertise but at the same time, seeing where Tidus could improve if he were to face off against Roland, or anyone like him, in the near future. They're rarely on the same team on missions, after all. So the way Roland approaches this is incredibly sincere. ]
A lot of people think that when they're facing down an assailant with a gun, they have to get as far away as possible. [ He shakes his head, speaking earnestly to Tidus with an unwavering gaze. ] On the contrary, that kind of move will make it easier to shoot you. [ Roland nudges the weapon side to side, though it still faces the floor. ] This is a long-ranged weapon. Don't give me distance, stay up close and personal. Here.
[ He glances at the gun and in three swift motions, strips the gun out of its magazine leaving only the large coil of the grappling hook hanging to the side. The unnecessary parts are pocketed in his pants. Only then does Roland aim the gun back at Tidus, though his free hand beckons him to come forward. ]
If you ever find yourself in the same situation again, don't run away from it. Face it head on because most likely than not, the guy holding the gun is too cocky to think you'll actually fight back. Show them they're wrong. Take your hand, palms out. Just like that. And push my grip to the side, all the way. Not enough to twist.
[ Roland does this patiently, guides him if the instruction is confusing. Shows him how to do it with a brief demonstration as needed. ] Then, you pinch by the wrist, and wrangle this thing out of my hand and away from you. It's not fancy but it works and that's all that matters in that moment. [ Roland waits until Tidus is able to actually kick his pistol out of his hand, disarm him however he took such guidance, before he nods pleasantly, walking over to the discarded gun. ]
Then, you can do a flip and a kick. Understand?
[ He wants to work with Tidus's strengths and not against them; admiring them for the athleticism, but knowing there are gaps needing to be filled. Tidus's speed is his asset, apart from his controlled movements. If he wanted to disarm Roland, he would be able to do it faster than he could watch. He just needed the way to do it. ]
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[ Roland can't coddle them. He takes the same route he chose when he said he would kneel for but one king and his fledgling kingdom; and that meant any opportunity Roland would get to train and teach, he will take gratefully. He does something very few people would expect, and it's only because he's an experienced marksman that such a thing is possible without harm. He won't hurt Tidus, never intends to ever, but in this scenario, Roland shoots. The moment his opponent flips away, he's already centered his core, forcing his arms to brace and pushing down against the motion of feet attempting to draw the gun upwards. It's not a powerful enough motion that Roland can't re-aim the caliber, removing the gun from safety, and shooting the floor where Tidus lands, right by his feet. It's a loud, ringing sound in such an enclosed space, but he's so used to it that even as he takes aim and fires, Tidus would be in no safer hands than his.
There's something to be gained by it, anyhow. So as soon as it registers that he did fire a shot, Roland lowers the gun immediately to the floor. ]
You're good at looking the part, I'll give you that much. But it's too showy. And you made a fatal error of trading off your tactical advantage against me.
[ It's in these moments where the natural inclination to mentor comes out without meaning to; wanting to exchange expertise but at the same time, seeing where Tidus could improve if he were to face off against Roland, or anyone like him, in the near future. They're rarely on the same team on missions, after all. So the way Roland approaches this is incredibly sincere. ]
A lot of people think that when they're facing down an assailant with a gun, they have to get as far away as possible. [ He shakes his head, speaking earnestly to Tidus with an unwavering gaze. ] On the contrary, that kind of move will make it easier to shoot you. [ Roland nudges the weapon side to side, though it still faces the floor. ] This is a long-ranged weapon. Don't give me distance, stay up close and personal. Here.
[ He glances at the gun and in three swift motions, strips the gun out of its magazine leaving only the large coil of the grappling hook hanging to the side. The unnecessary parts are pocketed in his pants. Only then does Roland aim the gun back at Tidus, though his free hand beckons him to come forward. ]
If you ever find yourself in the same situation again, don't run away from it. Face it head on because most likely than not, the guy holding the gun is too cocky to think you'll actually fight back. Show them they're wrong. Take your hand, palms out. Just like that. And push my grip to the side, all the way. Not enough to twist.
[ Roland does this patiently, guides him if the instruction is confusing. Shows him how to do it with a brief demonstration as needed. ] Then, you pinch by the wrist, and wrangle this thing out of my hand and away from you. It's not fancy but it works and that's all that matters in that moment. [ Roland waits until Tidus is able to actually kick his pistol out of his hand, disarm him however he took such guidance, before he nods pleasantly, walking over to the discarded gun. ]
Then, you can do a flip and a kick. Understand?
[ He wants to work with Tidus's strengths and not against them; admiring them for the athleticism, but knowing there are gaps needing to be filled. Tidus's speed is his asset, apart from his controlled movements. If he wanted to disarm Roland, he would be able to do it faster than he could watch. He just needed the way to do it. ]