the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't
What happened as he struck out at the Warden surprised him. Her hammer swung at his spear, but did not connect. He watched as the woman stumbled as if it all happened in slow motion. He stopped his forward advance as she hit the ground, and merely blinked. He did not know how to respond -- if this were Korbin, or even Weaver, sprawled out before him, he would have started laughing his ass off. He would have laughed until tears streamed down his face.
but he would never do such a thing to her, not even when she joked at her own expense.
So he waited. He watched. He kept his face neutral and tried to compose himself internally once more. She regained her balance and composure, and left him with the opportunity to start their spar again. He swallowed, and moved once more. This time, he advanced closer to the Warden as he intended before. He tried to jab his spear out towards her, aiming for her feet. Perhaps he could push her back enough to make her stumble again.
so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow
Noah Olson
