"Great. I'm finally gettin' to grips with usin' knives, if you excuse the pun. How are you?"
Another demonstrative twirl of the blades, elaborate and absolutely for his benefit, then the knives are sheathed at her belt. The endless practice sessions are paying off, and it shows in her technique.
"It's good to see you progress. Keep those under the radar and you'll have quite the surprise for anyone who thinks you unarmed or tries to nullify your staff in close quarters."
"As always, sir." It isn't something antsy so much as a general inability to keep too still for too long that has him shifting slightly from foot to foot almost instantly upon being acknowledged. "Just finishing up?"
He notices the shifting in weight. People do that when they're expecting trouble. Though he wouldn't expect Evan to be caught flat footed even if he was standing still. In any case, he might have something he needs to say, and it would be best to let him say it on his own terms.
"I could be. Or I could be sticking around to enhance someone else's practice. What are your plans?"
...Leigh may be reconsidering coming this way, and is about to turn back. Because, well, that isn't the sort of thing she'd get herself in the middle of.
On the upside, once she's marked his appearance and motion cues, it's much easier to recognise him. On the downside, he's still really intimidating despite the fact that she's reasonably sure he's an okay person.
"Great. I'm finally gettin' to grips with usin' knives, if you excuse the pun. How are you?"
Another demonstrative twirl of the blades, elaborate and absolutely for his benefit, then the knives are sheathed at her belt. The endless practice sessions are paying off, and it shows in her technique.
"It's good to see you progress. Keep those under the radar and you'll have quite the surprise for anyone who thinks you unarmed or tries to nullify your staff in close quarters."
"As always, sir." It isn't something antsy so much as a general inability to keep too still for too long that has him shifting slightly from foot to foot almost instantly upon being acknowledged. "Just finishing up?"
He notices the shifting in weight. People do that when they're expecting trouble. Though he wouldn't expect Evan to be caught flat footed even if he was standing still. In any case, he might have something he needs to say, and it would be best to let him say it on his own terms.
"I could be. Or I could be sticking around to enhance someone else's practice. What are your plans?"
...Leigh may be reconsidering coming this way, and is about to turn back. Because, well, that isn't the sort of thing she'd get herself in the middle of.
On the upside, once she's marked his appearance and motion cues, it's much easier to recognise him. On the downside, he's still really intimidating despite the fact that she's reasonably sure he's an okay person.
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"Good afternoon, Leah. How are you?"
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"Great. I'm finally gettin' to grips with usin' knives, if you excuse the pun. How are you?"
Another demonstrative twirl of the blades, elaborate and absolutely for his benefit, then the knives are sheathed at her belt. The endless practice sessions are paying off, and it shows in her technique.
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"It's good to see you progress. Keep those under the radar and you'll have quite the surprise for anyone who thinks you unarmed or tries to nullify your staff in close quarters."
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"Thanks, your majesty. I'm keepin' this our little secret for now, but I can't wait to demonstrate in a real match.
So, how's Isadore? I haven't seen her 'round lately."
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"Good afternoon, Evan. Here to train?"
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"I could be. Or I could be sticking around to enhance someone else's practice. What are your plans?"
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"Leigh! Good day to you!"
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"Good day, y'Majesty."
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"I wondered when we might chance by each other again. Tell me, how have you been?"
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...cue the internal meltdown.
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"Good afternoon, Leah. How are you?"
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"Great. I'm finally gettin' to grips with usin' knives, if you excuse the pun. How are you?"
Another demonstrative twirl of the blades, elaborate and absolutely for his benefit, then the knives are sheathed at her belt. The endless practice sessions are paying off, and it shows in her technique.
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"It's good to see you progress. Keep those under the radar and you'll have quite the surprise for anyone who thinks you unarmed or tries to nullify your staff in close quarters."
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"Good afternoon, Evan. Here to train?"
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"I could be. Or I could be sticking around to enhance someone else's practice. What are your plans?"
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"Leigh! Good day to you!"
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"Good day, y'Majesty."
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"I wondered when we might chance by each other again. Tell me, how have you been?"
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...cue the internal meltdown.
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