Practicing, Of Course. [O P E N]

" I really don't understand why you guys get so aggressive, it's just practice" I say looking up from my magazine. I grab my phone and start to text absentmindedly.

Malcolm scoffed. "Well now, look who's confident. That kind of attitude can save you and get you killed. By the way, could I know the name of my opponent?" He briefly turned to Jimi. "Malcolm Reed, son of Athena."

OOC: What the heck is a kusarigami? Can't even find it on Wikipedia.

" I'm Kristen Bell, daughter of Aphrodite " I say to Jimi. I turn my attention back to my magazine, I grab a notebook and pen from my bag. I start to write down what styles are in and out for the month.

" I've been good, how have you been ? " I ask, closing my magazine and putting it in my bag. I start to doodle on the pad of paper quietly.

" I'm just doodling, it's really all random, there's not really a set theme " I say, trying not to look embarrassed. I quickly put the paper and pencil in my bag, hoping I don't seem rude.

OOC: a kusarigami is a fairly unique weapon. It is basically a sickle with a long chain at the end. At the end of the chain is a weight. It is very good for taking down armoured opponents.
"Confidence is nothing but a facade," I say, "it's transparency differs from person to person. Some appear overconfident but they have skill to back it up. Some people appear overconfident with little or no skill at all. My confidence only comes from what I know I can do. I never let confidence get the better of me. And I'm Leo, by the way."

I walk into the arena determined too practice my archery. I hadn't been here long and I was only 13 so my fighting skills needed to be improved. I picked up one camp bows and tested it out. Luckily it was the right size. Sometimes I had to spend ages rifling through all the bows. I picked up a quiver of arrows and went over to an empty target. I began to shoot my arrows. Soon they were all somewhere on the target. I was no daughter of Apollo so only 3 were in the middle. I wasn't surprised though. Demeter's kids weren't very aggressive, so we didn't fight as well as the other kids.

"Malcolm Reed, son of Athena," Malcolm replied. "And I hope for your sake you know what you're talking about. But enough of that. Your move." Malcolm's fighting style was defensive and analytical-he never made the first move and never committed himself to open aggression before getting a feel for his opponent's abilities. Leo's weapon was exotic, something he had read about but never seen, and thus Malcolm was especially cautious. He kept his spear ready and his shield in a good spot.

OOC: So, a kusarigami has a sickle blade at one end and something like a flail on the other?

Malcolm chuckled. "Would you really like to try and wait me out? Rest assured, you will fail." He left it at that, standing in a combat stance with his shield protecting himself. In a real combat situation, he'd have to make some kind of move soon, but in a sparring match he could afford to wait. And very few people could beat Malcolm at waiting. He was incredibly patient when necessary and almost never got upset or riled up. Thus, he decided to stick with his usual M.O.

OOC: Dude what is up with Leo's infinite arsenal? No offense, but it's starting to bother me how he can whip seemingly any weapon out of somewhere.

OOC: He has a magic gloves. He can use them to conjure weapons out of his bag of tricks which is full of them. He can trade them instantly. He doesn't have unlimited ammo and his weapons can be broken (exception of Invictus). It is his fighting style though.
"I invite you to try. I will not wait you out I will simply start assuring my victory one second at a time." I say to him, "in the time that you are waiting I will be preparing."

I look up from my magazine, watching them as they started to fight. I roll my eyes and start to read my magazine again.