Aurelia
hear those bells ring deep in the soul
chiming away for a moment
chiming away for a moment
Aurelia says nothing of the offense she's garnered, half-expecting it. She feels an urge to smirk at the sudden flash of confidence, but she thinks better of it. This will be easier to teach, in any case, if the one seeking better measures already knows the basics. For that, perhaps a bit of excitement warms Aurelia's blood.
She nods, dipping her chin and blinking her eyes, at the gratitude. She needn't be thanked, she thinks, but she appreciates it all the same. She takes the moment to look over the girl, over the musculature that shifts in her movements and the stony way she describes what she wants to get out of this. Sizing up, determining aptitude or promise, it doesn't matter. At the end of the day, talent or physical strength are unnecessary to be a killer. You need only the might of steel and sharpened techniques.
"You are enough," Aurelia states, adding with more sinister earnest, "the blades will do the work if you let them." This is something she knows from personal experience, how easy it is to cut through flesh and spill blood. It requires much less than one might expect. "Think of yourself as.. a conduit. The weapon is your master, not the other way around."
Aurelia then steps back, intending to give the woman a wider berth now. "Show me what you know, then we can... advance." A display of the techniques that she does know, that could potentially be molded into something better. "No targets," she adds, because she wants to see everything clearly.
She nods, dipping her chin and blinking her eyes, at the gratitude. She needn't be thanked, she thinks, but she appreciates it all the same. She takes the moment to look over the girl, over the musculature that shifts in her movements and the stony way she describes what she wants to get out of this. Sizing up, determining aptitude or promise, it doesn't matter. At the end of the day, talent or physical strength are unnecessary to be a killer. You need only the might of steel and sharpened techniques.
"You are enough," Aurelia states, adding with more sinister earnest, "the blades will do the work if you let them." This is something she knows from personal experience, how easy it is to cut through flesh and spill blood. It requires much less than one might expect. "Think of yourself as.. a conduit. The weapon is your master, not the other way around."
Aurelia then steps back, intending to give the woman a wider berth now. "Show me what you know, then we can... advance." A display of the techniques that she does know, that could potentially be molded into something better. "No targets," she adds, because she wants to see everything clearly.
feel your breath course frankly below
see life as a worthy opponent
see life as a worthy opponent
