Deimos
At her comparison, he afforded a brief bark of a laugh. “In a way. Though you only know one part of the choreography.” One’s own moves and measures. It’d be many a time where he’d settled across a battlefield amongst his brethren, standing along the horizon line and waiting for the right moment to strike – all part of the game, of predictions and predilections, of danger and intrigue. Were it not so bloody and devastating, perhaps more would have participated. “As you get better, you might anticipate an enemy’s intentions.” Become capable of reading another individual, of contemplating where they might go, and how one might counter the attempts.
Then she countered, and he waited again, watching as she swung her staff down to block. A smart execution, and he nodded at the insinuation. “I am going to move faster this time,” to instigate what some of the barrages might entail; but also so she was ready for the siege coming her way. He shifted his movements entirely though, long strides sweeping easily towards her left, and rushing his staff towards her shoulders. While it still wasn’t as quick as he’d deliver to an opponent, it would be enough to cause her to engage in accelerated responses.
Then she countered, and he waited again, watching as she swung her staff down to block. A smart execution, and he nodded at the insinuation. “I am going to move faster this time,” to instigate what some of the barrages might entail; but also so she was ready for the siege coming her way. He shifted his movements entirely though, long strides sweeping easily towards her left, and rushing his staff towards her shoulders. While it still wasn’t as quick as he’d deliver to an opponent, it would be enough to cause her to engage in accelerated responses.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
