Anju
here I am again, bad news from a bad friend
they call me an omen - only here to torment
they call me an omen - only here to torment
In some distant way she recognizes his crooked grin is charming, perhaps even handsome, but she is far too relieved that he is taking control of the conversation to focus on traits that are superficial in comparison to that blessed kindness. One she will return with the full devotion of her attention in trying to main him with her sword. Friendship!
“Perhaps you can find out after this,” she offers, trying to summon some form of social literacy even as she tries not to jiggle her leg while she waits for him to join her. Unlike Ronin her training hadn’t started before their encounter, and she has far too much to burn. “First blood,” she parrots back to signal her understanding, scarcely blinking.
He is limber for his size, she can respect that. Both hands pivot to preserve her energy with the least expenditure, bracing the flat of her blade against her bicep to intercept his strike. It’s a solid blow all the same, and the grin it inspires is far more carefree and electrified. Pushing with both her body and blade against his to try and shove it away, she follows the motion to swing her sword horizontally towards his midsection with no further hesitation.
“Perhaps you can find out after this,” she offers, trying to summon some form of social literacy even as she tries not to jiggle her leg while she waits for him to join her. Unlike Ronin her training hadn’t started before their encounter, and she has far too much to burn. “First blood,” she parrots back to signal her understanding, scarcely blinking.
He is limber for his size, she can respect that. Both hands pivot to preserve her energy with the least expenditure, bracing the flat of her blade against her bicep to intercept his strike. It’s a solid blow all the same, and the grin it inspires is far more carefree and electrified. Pushing with both her body and blade against his to try and shove it away, she follows the motion to swing her sword horizontally towards his midsection with no further hesitation.
wicked and hellbent
a damned soul just pretending
a damned soul just pretending
