AISHA
first you're my predator then you're my prey
What great soldiers we are!
Sparring away at the spiffy new grounds, letting steel varnish steel in an electric dance. Laughter, excitement, frustration and victory, all some of Aisha's favorite parts of the fight. In this move, it was victory, her side step and strike had the flat part of her blade thunk against his arm, the position having been too awkward and her having been too quick. There, even, she thought, grinning into his praise.
But there's always time for more points, the race isn't over until it is. Aisha perhaps let her guard down too early, assumed he might not be as adept with his other hand - whatever it was his lunge met purchase, his blade aimed towards her legs. It made for an awkward block, and too little too late Aisha changed tactics, choosing to dodge again. But he'd tripped her, she stumbled back out of reach, ungracefully.
Her tongue pressed against her teeth as she fought back a quip, something borne of adrenaline along the lines of that was cheap or i got you first. She simmered it down into another smirk, he knew her too well anyway. Instinct, attack; she charged forwards, getting in close and swinging up.
Sparring away at the spiffy new grounds, letting steel varnish steel in an electric dance. Laughter, excitement, frustration and victory, all some of Aisha's favorite parts of the fight. In this move, it was victory, her side step and strike had the flat part of her blade thunk against his arm, the position having been too awkward and her having been too quick. There, even, she thought, grinning into his praise.
But there's always time for more points, the race isn't over until it is. Aisha perhaps let her guard down too early, assumed he might not be as adept with his other hand - whatever it was his lunge met purchase, his blade aimed towards her legs. It made for an awkward block, and too little too late Aisha changed tactics, choosing to dodge again. But he'd tripped her, she stumbled back out of reach, ungracefully.
Her tongue pressed against her teeth as she fought back a quip, something borne of adrenaline along the lines of that was cheap or i got you first. She simmered it down into another smirk, he knew her too well anyway. Instinct, attack; she charged forwards, getting in close and swinging up.
give you my love and then take it away
