Katana prof logs 3

(17)Jhin quirks an eyebrow at the woman, but he had no qualms about doing what she requested. His legs shift apart slowly, only to delve lowly into a crouched positioning. With Roshi leading the charge, he would take it upon himself to discern just how fast the woman happened to be, and where she'd wind up dodging...or countering, for that matter. Regardless, he'd await for an opportunity to slip in, closing the distance as his blade is raised to a proper eye-level. While inexperienced, he's at the very least a small step ahead of Roshi, as it stood. A diagonal slash would be delivered, when the opportunity presents itself. Just like he practiced, he'd have to apply himself with the upmost diligence.

(18)Jhin wasn't one to back down, even if he quickly realized that this was a lopsided battle. It was only natural that she'd be confident in her abilities, and this situation altogether. She had likely gauged that they weren't particularly experienced, but he would find his blade being caught! His eyes widen momentarily, attempting to shift his head out of the way of the incoming strike. He had been brought low, but he appeared to at least possess some semblance of responsiveness to not be slapped around like a complete rag-doll. He's struck cleanly all the same, and regardless of whether his head or shoulder is struck, he'd be sent sprawling along the sand. He huffs lightly as a small cloud of dust accompanies his descent, only to force himself back to a stand. S He winces heavily as
 She tries to gather his bearings, but it's particularly apparent that there wasn't much he could do as he was. He relents, only to scratch the back of his head with a frown.
	Perplexing, indeed.

19) Jhin maintained his distance from the odd display of dramatics taking place, posted up along the nearby fencing area as he gently frowns. The significance of the exchange was lost upon him, but hte rain at least ensured that htis would be a mildly entertaining scenario. Even so, he's taken note of the fact that these Yatogari were certainly eccentric. They also had a tendency to butt heads among one another, which made him wonder how they became so prominent. His legs dangle listlessly off the extended fencing area, but soon drops downward upon the tiled flooring. A bokken is pulled out for the time being, intent upon practicing several swings while he was out here. They -were- in a training area, so why would he not improve while watching what was going on?