mages are bad swordsmen

[crouching_sin]

Characters: Naoya and open
Setting: Floor 25
Format: Whichever.
Summary: Naoya got a sword, and is trying to remember how to use it properly. Unfortunately, physical skills are not so easily remembered.
Warnings: Naoya is probably only a danger to himself in this log, really. At least he has a healing spell.


[Naoya - or rather, Cain - had used swords before. It wasn't an uncommon weapon through the years, and it wasn't always that he'd had relatively weak physical strength. In some lives, he'd been extremely physically strong.]

[However, this life - Naoya - is… less so. He's still strong, but when he lifts the arming sword he struggles slightly with the weight. He needs to practice, and the meadow has enough space to wave a sharp object around with a minimal risk of hurting someone other than himself.]

[Which is how he's come to be in the meadow, going through old drills. His movements are a mixture of various styles, but he's rusty with them. His movements, while quick, lack power. The weight of the blade is significant enough that he occasionally has to set it down and rub his wrists, which is a good time for anyone who's been watching to speak or be noticed.]

Comments

[sawthelockdown]

I know, I know. Sheesh.

[She tries to straighten her hair back out, fake-grumbling a little as she does. ... That said, it's a lot less easier to be certain of things when you can't see them coming anymore.

It's a strange feeling.]

[crouching_sin]

[You know what? This calls for noogies.]

[Enjoy your noogies, Asako.]

[sawthelockdown]

[KILL CRUSH MAIM DESTROY!!

... Or at least lots of flailing. Lots and lots of flailing.] STOP THAT!

[crouching_sin]

Make me.

[Is that the tickle monster? It's the tickle monster. Rawr. :3<]

[sawthelockdown]

[DEATHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Or, again, lots of tiny rage.] I RULE DEMONS, STOP TICKLING ME RIGHT NOW!

[... She says while trying not to laugh.]

[crouching_sin]

You're still my little cousin, though.

[Nope can't stop won't stop.]

[sawthelockdown]

[It's been a while since she had the luxury of getting annoyed over Naoya being the taller one.

May as well enjoy it while it lasts - and on that note, she is going to be trying to bat Naoya's hands away, fake-harrumphing the whole time.] Just because I'm not freakishly tall and augmenting it with damn geta...!!

[crouching_sin]

[All right, all right. He backs off.]

It's not my fault I got the genetic advantage.

[sawthelockdown]

Geta are not a genetic advantage.

[Fake-harrumph! ... with a cat smile. Yeah, she's not really genuinely ticked.]

... it's...really been a while since things were this calm.

[crouching_sin]

It has been. I suspect it won't take too long until things are insane again, however.

[sawthelockdown]

...Yeah.

[She closes her eyes thoughtfully.]

It never does stay calm for long here, unfortunately...and the countdown's going to be over soon, isn't it.

[crouching_sin]

It is.

... Will you help?

[sawthelockdown]

[She gives him a look of 'well duh' in reply.]

I know I've been quiet and kinda under the weather lately, but come on, getting involved in the end of the world is kind of my thing these days, isn't it?

[crouching_sin]

Only because I forced you into it.

[Does he sound a little... guilty? No, of course not.]

I want you to choose on your own.

[sawthelockdown]

I keep telling you, I already saw it coming in my world, anyway. I couldn't stop it happening, the best I could do was try to get it to the least awful conclusion instead of running away and not doing anything.

[She looks over at him and grins.]

So it's really the same thing, don't you think?

[crouching_sin]

Heh. I suppose.

[He still doesn't understand why the Abel in his world would go for God's plan, though.]

[sawthelockdown]

....every situation's different, though. Still. ... Don't worry, I'm going to help. I already decided that.

[crouching_sin]

I'm glad.

[... Hairfluff.]