// we haven't won, and if we win, //
It was a perfect spark, one that spurred what onlookers could see and believe to be a true training session – the way the two of them work through their motions. Slowly, calculatingly, like they’re trying to pick up mistakes before they speed it up and see the dance for what it was. Only, this time, they wouldn’t be doing that. If only because Lena would need the slower portions to be able to think about these interactions, should she ever find herself unfortunately in a position to need them.
He hopes not, given that he’s fond of the Celestine’s Caretaker. But that does not mean that he can’t help her just in case.
So the butcher nears, his punch aimed at her center of mass and he watches as she moves quickly into position, blocking the punch that greets the broadside of her limbs with not a lot of movement behind them, but just enough to give her the idea that she’d done a brilliant job. “Perfect, darling.” He grins, shifting his weight before his tail snakes out from where he’d kept it at his heels, to offer a little pat to her side. “Now, you can utilize that while keeping in mind the additional abilities and crafty ways others can fight against you.” Such as his tail for example, one that she could think about later on the journey.
“You did a wonderful job either way. And I thank you for helping me warm up. I should get going.” Stepping away from her to offer a bow and an easier smile, the butcher leaves her to continue her collections, before he makes his way to the rendezvous point for the hunt of the corrupted unicorns.
4/4
- FIN
He hopes not, given that he’s fond of the Celestine’s Caretaker. But that does not mean that he can’t help her just in case.
So the butcher nears, his punch aimed at her center of mass and he watches as she moves quickly into position, blocking the punch that greets the broadside of her limbs with not a lot of movement behind them, but just enough to give her the idea that she’d done a brilliant job. “Perfect, darling.” He grins, shifting his weight before his tail snakes out from where he’d kept it at his heels, to offer a little pat to her side. “Now, you can utilize that while keeping in mind the additional abilities and crafty ways others can fight against you.” Such as his tail for example, one that she could think about later on the journey.
“You did a wonderful job either way. And I thank you for helping me warm up. I should get going.” Stepping away from her to offer a bow and an easier smile, the butcher leaves her to continue her collections, before he makes his way to the rendezvous point for the hunt of the corrupted unicorns.
4/4
- FIN
Astaroth
// and if the morning light sets in, we've cheated fate again //
