I was painting a picture // The picture was a painting of you and
For a moment I thought you were here
For a moment I thought you were here
The praise bolstered her and she smiled brightly before focusing up just as quickly. There wasn't time to linger in such feelings. Even if the praise was something she was pleased to receive from the likes of him. The general was incredibly skilled in combat and to be told that she was doing well thus far, no matter how soon it was, meant a great deal to her. If only because it confirmed that there was hope for her to learn this skill.
She nodded at his direction. Her speed was going to be her advantage. Perhaps not against Deimos himself, but other opponents. Cordelia watched him move, brows drawing together as he moved, tracking the arc of his blade and realizing what he intended to do. It was perhaps an unorthodox move, but instead of attempting to parry his strike to disarm her, Cordelia dove, tucking into a tight roll and using the momentum to get to his side before slipping behind him.
"Dodging is my first instinct." Cordelia informed him from behind, attempting another strike against his outer thigh.
She nodded at his direction. Her speed was going to be her advantage. Perhaps not against Deimos himself, but other opponents. Cordelia watched him move, brows drawing together as he moved, tracking the arc of his blade and realizing what he intended to do. It was perhaps an unorthodox move, but instead of attempting to parry his strike to disarm her, Cordelia dove, tucking into a tight roll and using the momentum to get to his side before slipping behind him.
"Dodging is my first instinct." Cordelia informed him from behind, attempting another strike against his outer thigh.
But then again, it wasn't true
CORDELIA
