what will you do when the vultures come for you, run and hide?
Aisha's feedback and encouragement was met congenially, the two men nodding and giving their own responses. Her attention pivoted to the wisps of blue hair, turned more vibrant by the landscape of icy tones. Humph, she watched as he called his own advice to his previous opponent, she scowled and pretended as though she hadn't heard. Oh did Aisha love the atmosphere of the training grounds.
His attention was turned to her next, introducing himself. She'd picked up on his name throughout the day, overhearing this and that, but if he wanted to do it proper she'd give him that. "I'm sure you know mine," she replied with a wink, shaking his hand. When she let go she slapped at his wrist, gesturing him back towards Sah. "Now get ready wouldja?"
They took their stances, ready to test their grit against each other now that the other rounds were out of the way. If Aisha were to place bets she'd probably go with Neos, the man had experience prior to this, whereas Sah hadn't. But then again, wasn't that underestimating her teaching skills? In that case, bets were on him.
They began their first spar, all at once engaging in a flurry of blades and movement. Aisha circled the two, watching them execute fine strikes and form. Both were agile, both endurant, but a blade would fall eventually. And it seems her figurative bet was won; after the torrent push and pull of the battle, eventually the flat of Sah's blade smacked against Neos's wrist, sending his weapon skittering against the ground.
"Damn newbie," she grinned, nodding towards Sah. Then to Neos, "You gonna try again or just let him get away with it?"
Sah won this first round (nat 20 :O), but there's still one more for redemption!
His attention was turned to her next, introducing himself. She'd picked up on his name throughout the day, overhearing this and that, but if he wanted to do it proper she'd give him that. "I'm sure you know mine," she replied with a wink, shaking his hand. When she let go she slapped at his wrist, gesturing him back towards Sah. "Now get ready wouldja?"
They took their stances, ready to test their grit against each other now that the other rounds were out of the way. If Aisha were to place bets she'd probably go with Neos, the man had experience prior to this, whereas Sah hadn't. But then again, wasn't that underestimating her teaching skills? In that case, bets were on him.
They began their first spar, all at once engaging in a flurry of blades and movement. Aisha circled the two, watching them execute fine strikes and form. Both were agile, both endurant, but a blade would fall eventually. And it seems her figurative bet was won; after the torrent push and pull of the battle, eventually the flat of Sah's blade smacked against Neos's wrist, sending his weapon skittering against the ground.
"Damn newbie," she grinned, nodding towards Sah. Then to Neos, "You gonna try again or just let him get away with it?"
Sah won this first round (nat 20 :O), but there's still one more for redemption!
AISHA
