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originally posted in:The New Dojo
8/7/2017 3:36:07 AM
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Mark smiled, taking up a more open stance to allow more freedom of movement.
"You are skilled, sir."
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"Well, military service will do that to you. When it's life or death you tend to keep the skills sharp." [b][i]He says, circling again[/i][/b]
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"So you're military then? May I ask ehat army you are a part of?" Markus feigned a cut to the left, then circled it into a downward stroke at the last second.
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[b][i]He barely sidestepped the cut, the blade glancing off his elbow as he stabbed at hit right hip with his sword, ready to block with his others.[/i][/b] "I was military, Mexican. I was part of a MSU, a motorized strike unit. Basic terms, I had a crossbow, a spear and a motorcycle and my squad broke enemy formations."
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"Crossbow and spear? Yet you use cutlasses?" Markus swung from the left.
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"One blade was a standard sidearm, I took up a small shield and later another blade just to be more prepared if I lost my weapons." [i][b]He said[/b][/i] [b][i]He parried and swing to the right[/i][/b]
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Markus blocked it, stepping back. "Interesting."
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[b][i]He stepped forward, stabbing with his other sword at your gut.[/i][/b] "Some may think so."
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Markus caught it on the crossguard and shoved him back.
