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[deference]

Who: Credo and Conan Edogawa.
What: Brief assessment of young Conan's abilities.
When: Evening after this post.
Where: The Arena.
Rating: PG-13.

[ It may seem reckless to teach someone who looked as young as Conan to fight, but he could not turn away anyone who wishes to learn. That may be his own indignation speaking -- all brought on by what he had seen committed when that dragon attacked. If the Gods wished for there to be an army, he would create one not for their sake but the sake of those who wish to protect, who wish to not feel helpless in this world. That is all that he could do.

The sword swung a few times in the air, before he shook his head an merely held it in place. His nervous energy need not be present when he is to teach someone how to remain calm. And to see just what it is that Conan is capable as of now to fit a regime around that rather than force the young one to do more than his body can handle. ]

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[Conan had rather mixed feelings himself as he arrived at the arena. He wasn't any stranger to training, in theory, having witnessed Ran's routines as she trained to defend her many karate titles, and training himself as part of the school soccer team until he'd resigned. Of course, he'd been Shinichi then, strong enough to tackle a robber without the help of Agasa's many power enhancing gadgets. Now, he was Conan, without even the help of his shoes or glasses ...

Was there really anything he could do like this? He hoped so even as he doubted it.

It was easy to spot Credo in the arena, and Conan made his way to join him.]

Good evening, Credo-san. I hope I haven't kept you waiting.