"That's good to know," he said solemnly, taking care to shift his speech patterns subtly, so that his tone was serious rather than holding the dry humor it usually would have. He and Ronin had only trained at half-speed, and he was uncertain of how things would change as he sped up to match Papillion's enthusiasm for the bout. "And I don't think I know what it means to tap - unless we're just hitting each other very light-- Hey!"
He was fast enough on his feet and stable enough in his balance that he could have avoided the leg sweep - or rather, Jigano could have avoided it. Silversmith was a bit older, a bit less steady and experienced with fighting in general, and the bard settled into his disguise with the ease of a man whose life had once depended on being someone he wasn't - and now it did again.
He went down with a squawk, right hand swinging around to try and grab onto Papillion's shoulder to catch himself as his feet went out from under him and he found himself tumbling to the ground, hat going askew as he scrambled to push the tall blond away. "What're you playing at, lass? I thought we were throwing friendly punches at each other!"
He was fast enough on his feet and stable enough in his balance that he could have avoided the leg sweep - or rather, Jigano could have avoided it. Silversmith was a bit older, a bit less steady and experienced with fighting in general, and the bard settled into his disguise with the ease of a man whose life had once depended on being someone he wasn't - and now it did again.
He went down with a squawk, right hand swinging around to try and grab onto Papillion's shoulder to catch himself as his feet went out from under him and he found himself tumbling to the ground, hat going askew as he scrambled to push the tall blond away. "What're you playing at, lass? I thought we were throwing friendly punches at each other!"
