if you desire then i'll be your fire and you'll be my gasoline
Aisha hmphed at his comment, a smile dancing at her lips as she shot back a reply, "No problem, just lemme know if my stick's too much." There was a flash of impishness in her eyes and a pout on her lips as she considered him, distracting with light-hearted dalliance while she sized him up like the predator she was. Which points would be best to knock him off, and what advice might she give to help him fortify.
She'd given her last word, and an invitation to begin - immediately he assumed a stance and made his first move. It was clumsy however, even without a parry Aisha would've been able to easily side step. She'd make it a show anyway, stepping forward in a fluid movement, letting her wooden vestige to snake to the opposite side of his own and jerk his weapon awkwardly down.
"I know you've got more than that," she said with a slanted look, stepping back and swinging her sword back to it's defensive position. "Follow the sword, don't overthink what you do let it do the thinking." Come on beautiful, show me what you've got.
She'd given her last word, and an invitation to begin - immediately he assumed a stance and made his first move. It was clumsy however, even without a parry Aisha would've been able to easily side step. She'd make it a show anyway, stepping forward in a fluid movement, letting her wooden vestige to snake to the opposite side of his own and jerk his weapon awkwardly down.
"I know you've got more than that," she said with a slanted look, stepping back and swinging her sword back to it's defensive position. "Follow the sword, don't overthink what you do let it do the thinking." Come on beautiful, show me what you've got.
AISHA
