Cast Iron Caste [Q][Kreathean]
Aug 1, 2012 8:24:52 GMT -8
Post by Krethean on Aug 1, 2012 8:24:52 GMT -8
The Old Woman’s words rang throughout his mind as she told him about the second part of what a Craftsman is about. What they should be about. Not only his mind but his very soul. It was akin to one of those lessons that people do not forget in any hurry, likely because it rang true to the student who took in that advice.
Once he took in her words it made perfect sense. Technique was one thing, but having the passion is another. If you do not have both, then the things one crafts can never reach their potential. It’s like with Ujiyasu’s old passion for hunting and fighting. While he had it, technique came to him easily. He was eager, he was keen and utterly enjoyed it... but since the exams, he had lost the spark that pushed him to hunt. He would still fight, and perhaps get some joy in it, but there was no need to put satisfaction first.
Crafting could very well fill that void, and could very well give him that spark in life again.
The Old Woman almost finished her next batch of instructions, after guiding him to where he could actually work on the iron, when he heard a rather loud growl come from her stomach. A little embarrassed, she took off to get food for everyone. Eager to begin, and put what she had said into practise, Ujiyasu made to strike with the hammer, when a voice called to him mockingly.
“What do you think you're doing, amateur? Put that hammer down before you hurt yourself.”
Ujiyasu looked at the source and saw Ryunnosuke, who clearly didn’t approve of what Ujiyasu was doing. He felt a slight surge of irritation flood him, but he spoke to the man. It would be rude to ignore him after all.
“Oh... I apologise. Here I thought I had moved on to the practical part of the lessons. I suppose you’d like to contribute to the theory lessons that your mentor was giving me? I won’t lie... they’re actually quite interesting, and eye opening.”
Ujiyasu gave the craftsman a slight smile, while his tone hid the irritation well enough that it would be quite difficult to tell if he was being condescending or sincere. The truth was, he was being both: he poked at the man verbally for his air of superiority, and was honest in his opinion of the Old Woman. Despite his calm tone, he did not put the hammer down. Instead, he simply held onto it as he rested his hands by their side.
“I wouldn’t mind listening to someone who’s mastered their craft so I can learn, and become like the both of you in terms of skill.”
Once he took in her words it made perfect sense. Technique was one thing, but having the passion is another. If you do not have both, then the things one crafts can never reach their potential. It’s like with Ujiyasu’s old passion for hunting and fighting. While he had it, technique came to him easily. He was eager, he was keen and utterly enjoyed it... but since the exams, he had lost the spark that pushed him to hunt. He would still fight, and perhaps get some joy in it, but there was no need to put satisfaction first.
Crafting could very well fill that void, and could very well give him that spark in life again.
The Old Woman almost finished her next batch of instructions, after guiding him to where he could actually work on the iron, when he heard a rather loud growl come from her stomach. A little embarrassed, she took off to get food for everyone. Eager to begin, and put what she had said into practise, Ujiyasu made to strike with the hammer, when a voice called to him mockingly.
“What do you think you're doing, amateur? Put that hammer down before you hurt yourself.”
Ujiyasu looked at the source and saw Ryunnosuke, who clearly didn’t approve of what Ujiyasu was doing. He felt a slight surge of irritation flood him, but he spoke to the man. It would be rude to ignore him after all.
“Oh... I apologise. Here I thought I had moved on to the practical part of the lessons. I suppose you’d like to contribute to the theory lessons that your mentor was giving me? I won’t lie... they’re actually quite interesting, and eye opening.”
Ujiyasu gave the craftsman a slight smile, while his tone hid the irritation well enough that it would be quite difficult to tell if he was being condescending or sincere. The truth was, he was being both: he poked at the man verbally for his air of superiority, and was honest in his opinion of the Old Woman. Despite his calm tone, he did not put the hammer down. Instead, he simply held onto it as he rested his hands by their side.
“I wouldn’t mind listening to someone who’s mastered their craft so I can learn, and become like the both of you in terms of skill.”