Sword Practice

"Alone? I get to train with monsters. Training with people...Well, it's unlikley that you will have to fight a human in your life, so I train with monsters. It'd be more likley to encounter a monster in your life." I explain to him.

"I meant... tag... team..." I said, trying to laugh but only coughing.

OOC: Tag?
BIC:

"Oh, well. I don't really know then." I say, rubbing my shoulder in disbelief. How clumbsy of me? I didn't know what that meant? I'm an Athena girl!

(It's like teaming up with someone else to fight together against the opponents.)

"You should... try it... It helps... people... who can't... fight well..." I said, as we reached the healer's place.

"What? All I couldn't defeat was one monster! It wouldn't have happened if I didn't throw my sword on the ground!" I say to him. Was he calling me a wimp? "I defeated 6 monsters, 3 with karate, and 3 with sword fighting." I explain to him.

"And I... killed... the one... that would have... killed you..." I said, "Be happy... you're alive..."

"Yeah..Thanks. And if..." I start. I decide it would be best if I didn't say it...

"And if... what?" I asked, setting her down in a rocking chair and getting some nectar.

I sit down on the rocking chair, and tip. "Well, I was gonna say that if I fought alone, I would have killed everyone..." I answer.

OOC: Lol. two things. I love tipping on rocking chairs, and I totally forgot what I was going to say, so I made it up.

I cock my head to the side and look at her closely, "No... you're not... a good... enough... fighter..." I said, hoping my other personality would just kick in. it was so much better with words.

"Hi," I said back trying to smile.

AllanDurham wrote:

I cock my head to the side and look at her closely, "No... you're not... a good... enough... fighter..." I said, hoping my other personality would just kick in. it was so much better with words.

I shoot him a look, then sigh. "Well, maybe I'm not." I say. I shake my head. "Well, are you going to help me?" I ask him.

"Sure... Why... not..." I said, "Here... is... your nectar..." I hand the glass to her good arm and the stand up and twirling my scythe. I lose my balance and use the scythe as a cane. I straighten up and there is something different in my personality, like I have feelings. "You ready to lose?" I asked, smirking over at him. I twirl the scythe again but this time with only one hand and a couple fingers.

OOC: Him? It's a her.
BIC:
"Thanks." I say. I sip the glass as if it were a glass of that horrible grape medicene. My arm heals, but it leaves a large scar. I smile, and get up, grabbing my sword. "Now I'll show you what I'm made of!" I shout to him. I wasn't sure if that sounded right, but I got it from a chic flick.

I stared at the boy, as he pulled out his...Whip? "Uh? A whip? Isn't that...Indiana Jone-ish?" I ask him.

Zack

"Heh, bring it," I said, still smirking as I got into my fighting stance.

OOC: Zack?

jehowell wrote:

I laughed, "Indiana has nothing on me."

I still stared at him in confusion. "Still.. Isn't that for little boys?" I ask him.

"Hmph." I grunt at the boy. "Well if you put it that way." I frown at him. I cross my arms. "Well, Percy Jackson uses a SWORD!" I say to him.