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10/14/2015 7:43:59 PM
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[b] he dodges a few, until he grabs the blade with his bare hand and chuckles.[/b]
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Yeah... You can see why I need help.
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[b] he smiles.[/b] "Don't think ill of yourself. At least you know you're supposed to thrust with a Rapier. I've seen worse."
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Heh. I feel like I'd still be killed instantly.
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[b] He frowns.[/b] "Don't talk bad of Yourself. If you don't have confidence in yourself then there's no helping you."
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Oh trust me, I have confidence that I can get better.
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[b] He grins.[/b] "Good. Now. First thing, tighten up your stance. You have too many holes in your defense. Second, treat the weapon as if its an extension of yourself, not a weapon. You're the weapon, the blade is a tool."
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Okay. I'll try. [b]She readies, her stance looking better this time. She charges yet again, the handling visibly better, but not quite good.[/b]
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[b] Lance bats her sword with his forearm, sending it flying, landing point down with such force it sticks into the concrete.[/b]
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Holy crap. [b]She retrieves her sword.[/b] Was that better?
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[b] He nods.[/b] "Yeah, it was better. Just keep a hold of your sword better. And use the fact that you have to thrust to your advantage. It's much harder to parry a thrust over a slice."
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Okay. Sounds good. Can we practice some blocks? I don't wanna get run through before I have the chance to attack.
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[b] Lance's figure blurs, and suddenly he's pressed up against her, his sword at her throat.[/b] "You mean something like that?" [b] He smiles.[/b]
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Yeah. [b]She smiles back.[/b] I like you this close. [spoiler]Now that she knows, she'll be kinda flirty.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler] K.[/spoiler] [b] Lance chuckles.[/b] "I do too. Now, sword up." [b] He says as he backs away.[/b]
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[b]She raises her sword. She gets into a defensive stance.[/b] Ready.
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[b] He rakes her up and down with his eyes and smirking.[/b] "That's a sight I could get used to".
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Train first. Romance later... For now.
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[b] He smirks.[/b] "I promise nothing." [b] he holds his sword diagonally.[/b] "A simple block." [b] He flips his sword handle up by twisting his arms, pushing his sword to the sides.[/b] " A thrust block." [b] He holds his sword horizontally above his head.[/b] "A cross block. Got it?"
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Got it. [b]She gets ready for the impending strike from Lance.[/b]
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[b] He laughs, and he moves impossibly fast, coming down with an overhead strike.[/b]
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[b]She blocks the strike, but just barely.[/b] That is freaking fast!
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[b] He chuckles, his sword on hers.[/b] "Ive had a lot of practice." [b] His figure blurs again, and he's behind her, swinging a side cut at her.[/b]
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[b]She blocks this one even narrowly than the last, it hits the very top of her sword.[/b] Can you please slow down a bit?
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[b] He steps back.[/b] "Im sorry. That's not even half speed. I apologize."
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If that your half speed, I don't even want to know your full speed.
