[ in contrast, the look on Souji’s face is flat, his voice toneless. lord the part about the moon reminds him of one of Hijikata’s haiku, even.]
Don’t you ever get tired of hearing your own voice?
[ is Souji’s simple answer. ]
I’ve never fought a talker who was worth the effort it took to kill them. So if you’d like to prove me wrong, then you better shut up and fight.
[ His fingers latch tighter on the hilt of his sword as he brings it low, bending his knees and pushing himself into a stance clearly meant for an attack. Because tennen rishin ryu is all about rough edges and aggressive motions, and Souji doesn’t want to draw out a fight that might very well be a waste of his time. (the npc he was bullying earlier is already forgotten, now that his eyes are on bigger prey)
Half a beat passes even as time slows down, it’s just Souji and his sword and his enemy, and then he launches himself towards Nero, his sword a blur for the first few strikes he lashes out against her, aiming for her sides, her neck, her throat as well as trying to gauge her reaction time. That is, if she really was the challenge she was proclaiming herself to be. ]
Do not be a fool! You will come to learn that the blade in your hand is useless.
( she wonders if she humor him, but battle is serious to an emperor so she has no reason to play around. with every strike that's directed towards her body, she's a servant so she's able to dodge them with ease. a quick shift to the side, tilting her head, and even showing the flat of her own blade and souji better be smart about moving it away, the fire that surrounds it is enough to burn at the metal of his sword. forcing his back with a swipe of her sword that she can jump back, she points her blade back towards his person as if trying to read his person.
the speed on him is nice, she likes it but she feels her to be better. she's always been better than everyone else so there's a burst of energy within her that launches her towards the male that she has her eyes on, a cloud of dirt kicking up into the air and the action enough to shake the windows and crack them enough that they shatter, glass raining down on both of them but even if they slice against her skin — there is no mark left.
in return to souji's previous actions, the quick swipes of her swing towards the male chest are indicated, as if trying to cut the letters of her own class into him. does she get any in? does she miss a few? in all honestly, who wouldn't want to deem the name 'SABER' on their body? he'll know if the blade is close by the intense heat that it gives off, the red blade is now going to to be forced up, as if aiming for his neck as well. )
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im cracking up weRE ALWAYS FIGHTING
Don’t you ever get tired of hearing your own voice?
[ is Souji’s simple answer. ]
I’ve never fought a talker who was worth the effort it took to kill them. So if you’d like to prove me wrong, then you better shut up and fight.
[ His fingers latch tighter on the hilt of his sword as he brings it low, bending his knees and pushing himself into a stance clearly meant for an attack. Because tennen rishin ryu is all about rough edges and aggressive motions, and Souji doesn’t want to draw out a fight that might very well be a waste of his time. (the npc he was bullying earlier is already forgotten, now that his eyes are on bigger prey)
Half a beat passes even as time slows down, it’s just Souji and his sword and his enemy, and then he launches himself towards Nero, his sword a blur for the first few strikes he lashes out against her, aiming for her sides, her neck, her throat as well as trying to gauge her reaction time. That is, if she really was the challenge she was proclaiming herself to be. ]
UGH WHY CAN'T WE ESCAPE THIS RUNNING GAG?
( she wonders if she humor him, but battle is serious to an emperor so she has no reason to play around. with every strike that's directed towards her body, she's a servant so she's able to dodge them with ease. a quick shift to the side, tilting her head, and even showing the flat of her own blade and souji better be smart about moving it away, the fire that surrounds it is enough to burn at the metal of his sword. forcing his back with a swipe of her sword that she can jump back, she points her blade back towards his person as if trying to read his person.
the speed on him is nice, she likes it but she feels her to be better. she's always been better than everyone else so there's a burst of energy within her that launches her towards the male that she has her eyes on, a cloud of dirt kicking up into the air and the action enough to shake the windows and crack them enough that they shatter, glass raining down on both of them but even if they slice against her skin — there is no mark left.
in return to souji's previous actions, the quick swipes of her swing towards the male chest are indicated, as if trying to cut the letters of her own class into him. does she get any in? does she miss a few? in all honestly, who wouldn't want to deem the name 'SABER' on their body? he'll know if the blade is close by the intense heat that it gives off, the red blade is now going to to be forced up, as if aiming for his neck as well. )