and the only solution was to stand and fight
Kinship with armaments involved would’ve been right up Deimos’ alley – but perhaps that could be said for nearly every day spent with the soldiers in the barracks. He permitted a smile at that, and then rifled in his pockets for some treats for the dragon, tossing it along to see if he’d catch it midair.
At the offer, the Sword considered points and purposes, possibilities and the pragmatics of it all. “If you would like. I need to either train offensively or defensively.” Considering any of the stakes, or what the Dragoon might have up his sleeve, he ventured over the likelihoods. Air wasn’t particularly deadly or nasty, but Deimos had enough powers to surge along and knock someone off their feet – or create storms. “You could always throw things at me? Work on your aim while I try to batter them away?”
At the offer, the Sword considered points and purposes, possibilities and the pragmatics of it all. “If you would like. I need to either train offensively or defensively.” Considering any of the stakes, or what the Dragoon might have up his sleeve, he ventured over the likelihoods. Air wasn’t particularly deadly or nasty, but Deimos had enough powers to surge along and knock someone off their feet – or create storms. “You could always throw things at me? Work on your aim while I try to batter them away?”
DEIMOS
