I'm never gonna quit, got my legacy set in motion
Trying to keep control of his face, Kaisel opts for an agreeable nod in response to Zavien's declination for any housing assistance. It either means when he said earlier they might be moving here that he'd been bending the truth, or it means he's bending it now in order to avoid taking any of Kaisel's advice. A strange potential for someone who once expressed not being able to lie, even just to tell Koa cousin to talk to him instead. He can understand though, that Zavien might not want the help, that saying it outright would be impolite, and it's why Kai had tried to offer it on a version of a map instead of his company. All a reminder that however cordial they are for right now, the first time in a while admittedly, that nothing is truly fixed between them. Baby steps and all that.
"Of course," Kaisel says with a dip of his head and a smile that doesn't fully reach his eyes. "Glad you guys found something that works, and I'm sure Soh knows her way around this place just fine." She had been visiting here far longer than he had, after all.
Another nod follows suit at the question. "That's right. With all the trouble in the Fingers we've been having, we've needed people more prepared." For all of Kaisel's training, he isn't really of the rank or time of his life to be giving much instruction out yet, least of all compared to the likes of Ronin. Although there's a cold curl in his gut at the idea of Zavien one day appearing before him to give commands, but he swallows it away. He'd once taken them just fine from this man, and he knows Zavien's experience speaks for itself in that regard. He could learn things still from Zavien.
Leaving their more idle conversations outside the ring, Kaisel stands at the ready for the first attack, gaze focusing in a way it hadn't before on Zavien. Now he doesn't read the expressions so much as the tells that lead to movement, swinging between feet and hand. Unaware that Zavien holds Flora in such low regard, figuring the stiffness between them is all his doing, there's nothing nefarious to his talk, just the inevitability of a man in love speaking of the source. "Oh, it's great!" he beams, a truly honest smile racing out at the thought of her. "Safrin suggested it to her when she couldn't provide an item to match what Flora needed. She can summon memories for you now, isn't that cool!?"
His conversation cuts out as Zavien surges forward, blade cutting in an arc of light, looking very lightsaber. The opening is always easier, Kaisel finds, when everyone is at proper stance and distance and focus. The trick will be maintaining the endurance of it all to last, but for now Kaisel's steel sword rises up to catch the starblade, deflecting it with a slide and whine of metal, some of his sword shearing away beneath the enchanted opponent. Kaisel side steps with it, breaking the contact, and as he pulls his now skinnier blade away, he glances at it with a "huh, might need to get another blade partway through. Didn't consider that." He shrugs, utterly unbothered byt the evident risk.
With steel between them and movement working up their pulse, the anxiety from before is easily drowned out with the rhythm of fighting. It's what helps Kaisel put his thumb over the bruise of what sits between them, the pain of it less severe amid the thunder of everything else rising in his body. "Y'know, I am glad that things are going so well between you and Soh. She has always deserved this sort of happiness. I always thought it'd be with my cousin, since they've been dancing around each other for so long, but history doesn't always mean it's good." He steps in suddenly, shoulder dropping as he cuts his sword in low and over, aiming for Zavien's right arm.
1/4
Dodges Zavien's hit and swings his sword for Zavien's right arm
"Of course," Kaisel says with a dip of his head and a smile that doesn't fully reach his eyes. "Glad you guys found something that works, and I'm sure Soh knows her way around this place just fine." She had been visiting here far longer than he had, after all.
Another nod follows suit at the question. "That's right. With all the trouble in the Fingers we've been having, we've needed people more prepared." For all of Kaisel's training, he isn't really of the rank or time of his life to be giving much instruction out yet, least of all compared to the likes of Ronin. Although there's a cold curl in his gut at the idea of Zavien one day appearing before him to give commands, but he swallows it away. He'd once taken them just fine from this man, and he knows Zavien's experience speaks for itself in that regard. He could learn things still from Zavien.
Leaving their more idle conversations outside the ring, Kaisel stands at the ready for the first attack, gaze focusing in a way it hadn't before on Zavien. Now he doesn't read the expressions so much as the tells that lead to movement, swinging between feet and hand. Unaware that Zavien holds Flora in such low regard, figuring the stiffness between them is all his doing, there's nothing nefarious to his talk, just the inevitability of a man in love speaking of the source. "Oh, it's great!" he beams, a truly honest smile racing out at the thought of her. "Safrin suggested it to her when she couldn't provide an item to match what Flora needed. She can summon memories for you now, isn't that cool!?"
His conversation cuts out as Zavien surges forward, blade cutting in an arc of light, looking very lightsaber. The opening is always easier, Kaisel finds, when everyone is at proper stance and distance and focus. The trick will be maintaining the endurance of it all to last, but for now Kaisel's steel sword rises up to catch the starblade, deflecting it with a slide and whine of metal, some of his sword shearing away beneath the enchanted opponent. Kaisel side steps with it, breaking the contact, and as he pulls his now skinnier blade away, he glances at it with a "huh, might need to get another blade partway through. Didn't consider that." He shrugs, utterly unbothered byt the evident risk.
With steel between them and movement working up their pulse, the anxiety from before is easily drowned out with the rhythm of fighting. It's what helps Kaisel put his thumb over the bruise of what sits between them, the pain of it less severe amid the thunder of everything else rising in his body. "Y'know, I am glad that things are going so well between you and Soh. She has always deserved this sort of happiness. I always thought it'd be with my cousin, since they've been dancing around each other for so long, but history doesn't always mean it's good." He steps in suddenly, shoulder dropping as he cuts his sword in low and over, aiming for Zavien's right arm.
1/4
Dodges Zavien's hit and swings his sword for Zavien's right arm
Kaisel
So welcome to the fire, I'm the one with the lighter
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
