drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands romeo
The dark haired girl gave her name, Siri, and Aisha watched as this Siri came closer, watched her observe. She could see the gears turning in the other's mind, see her contemplate her chances. It felt good to be appraised, especially when deemed worthy by the end of it. The leopardess grinned when Siri agreed, watching her reach into her coat and producing a pair of daggers. "Course not, if I do there'll be no one to drink with after."
It almost didn't feel like a fair fight, unless the other was very fast. Aisha usually relied on calculation, brute force, well timed swings, but she was still quick. She had the advantage of range, and would certainly do her best to keep the other at a distance. It'd be interesting at least, and that was really all it would take to hook the cat.
She brought her sword up into a defensive position, pommel high and blade angled down and crossing her body. Come on.
It almost didn't feel like a fair fight, unless the other was very fast. Aisha usually relied on calculation, brute force, well timed swings, but she was still quick. She had the advantage of range, and would certainly do her best to keep the other at a distance. It'd be interesting at least, and that was really all it would take to hook the cat.
She brought her sword up into a defensive position, pommel high and blade angled down and crossing her body. Come on.
AISHA
