Hey, starchild, are you listening?
Point taken. Jokes could only be made while still alive and breathing, after all. Perhaps she should be concerned that her dad had so much time over for chatting while sparring with her, but there were no complaints issued on that. Not when what he had to say was so interesting. "I play games all the time," Seren noted breezily. "Maybe I get that from you?" Though what she might be processing wasn't altogether clear. "Though apparently we look nothing alike." It was said with a bit of a pout - the doctor's comment still rankled.
She grunted with the effort of halting the momentum of her blade, so that it could be turned around and down in time to block the sweeping cut aimed for her leg. The clank of steel on steel was loud and rang through her arm like a bell - both thrilling and deeply unsettling at the same time. It was she who had to turn into the motion and withdraw this time, to regain her posture and reflect on the fact that Ronin had gone for her legs at all. Why hadn't she thought of that?
"Yeah, no, that sounds painful. What is the trickiest weapon to face?" Beginning to sound a little bit out of breath, Seren thought furiously as she raised her sword in en guard. What would he do next?
She grunted with the effort of halting the momentum of her blade, so that it could be turned around and down in time to block the sweeping cut aimed for her leg. The clank of steel on steel was loud and rang through her arm like a bell - both thrilling and deeply unsettling at the same time. It was she who had to turn into the motion and withdraw this time, to regain her posture and reflect on the fact that Ronin had gone for her legs at all. Why hadn't she thought of that?
"Yeah, no, that sounds painful. What is the trickiest weapon to face?" Beginning to sound a little bit out of breath, Seren thought furiously as she raised her sword in en guard. What would he do next?
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