[The room is set up like the wall walk of a castle, with plenty of space for swashbuckling between the parapets and towers--seems appropriate. Nemesis steps a ways over the cobbles before holding out her arm with a flourish, a short blade forming from nothing in her hand. A faint waft of uncertainty is waved off with a shrug, replaced by a tired but game feeling]
[Taking in the scenery, there's a spark of amusement, followed by satisfaction. Lancelot nods; summoning two swords-- a full sized one in one hand an a slightly shorter in the other hand.]
Abruptly she charges, her own blade held back until she’s close enough to swing at him. She isn’t particularly fast and knows it, but doesn’t falter moving forward]
[She hits pretty hard--more a heavy hand than an intent to crush--though his parry is enough to deflect her smallish blade. That said, she goes with the momentum and brings the blade back around to swipe up from below instead]
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Day 235 - Emotion Share
Yeah...
[The room is set up like the wall walk of a castle, with plenty of space for swashbuckling between the parapets and towers--seems appropriate. Nemesis steps a ways over the cobbles before holding out her arm with a flourish, a short blade forming from nothing in her hand. A faint waft of uncertainty is waved off with a shrug, replaced by a tired but game feeling]
You ready?
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Ready.
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Abruptly she charges, her own blade held back until she’s close enough to swing at him. She isn’t particularly fast and knows it, but doesn’t falter moving forward]
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He raises his blades to block the strike and try to redirect her swing away from him.]
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