could somebody check my pulse? it's been a minute since i've tasted blood. i forgot how good this was
At first, Henry's so taken aback by Oliver's bluntness that he audibly stutters, "Ah- wh- I-" He lets out a laughing breath and scratches the side of his head because, for once, he's at a loss for words. He resolves a bit as another joke is aired but, then he's prompted to make the first move. He's beyond glad to stop deepening the blush on his face, flexing his jaw to still his smile.
And he strikes, shoving the branch through the air. After all, it hasn't been carved into something more... aerodynamic, so he has to work a little harder - which he's not opposed to, of course. But Oliver is quick, which leaves a quicker impression on Henry, and his first strike is countered. A ghost of a grin makes its way over his mouth as he attempts to start a second attack. However, Oliver's staff swipes for his ankles, pulling them right out from under him.
He slams onto his back with a huff of an "Oof!"
Dark blue eyes arc over to Oliver. He's a bit winded from that but, with a determined grin, he gets up as fast as he can and steps back a foot or two. "You're pretty fast," he remarks, sounding casual, though there is genuine admiration in his tone. Then, eyes darting between Oliver and the dummy, he makes a move to go for it, attempting to clear Oliver's reach entirely. He jabs for one of the sides.
And he strikes, shoving the branch through the air. After all, it hasn't been carved into something more... aerodynamic, so he has to work a little harder - which he's not opposed to, of course. But Oliver is quick, which leaves a quicker impression on Henry, and his first strike is countered. A ghost of a grin makes its way over his mouth as he attempts to start a second attack. However, Oliver's staff swipes for his ankles, pulling them right out from under him.
He slams onto his back with a huff of an "Oof!"
Dark blue eyes arc over to Oliver. He's a bit winded from that but, with a determined grin, he gets up as fast as he can and steps back a foot or two. "You're pretty fast," he remarks, sounding casual, though there is genuine admiration in his tone. Then, eyes darting between Oliver and the dummy, he makes a move to go for it, attempting to clear Oliver's reach entirely. He jabs for one of the sides.
HENRY
