genessia | [Video]

... A bet.

[ She's going to regret hearing him out isn't she. ]

I win, you come to a bar with me. You win... choose your own terms.

[ Thinking... Well, he just said come to a bar, nothing about having to drink herself. That, and there is one thing she can think of not necessarily for herself, but well... It could keep him off the wanted list. ]

If I win, you pay back the butcher for the food you stole with your own red bills. You did receive a lot of them when you first arrived, did you not?

Edited (what is with me and words I'm sorry) 2016-03-21 04:22 (UTC)

You got it... [bow] You mean those things were money?

[huh]

. . .

I... Understand that it might not look like it. I have not run into paper money before this place, either. But it is.

Gotcha! [slurps down a few links of sausage]

Just tell me where to go!

Your device should have a map -- you are still in Genessia, are you not? The south-most gate leads to Fayren, and there is a path leading from that into the town.

I work in Fawn's Forge, on the main avenue. I can ask to borrow one of her swords and we can continue from there.

[ Okay even if he is a thief when he didn't need to be... Well, she's a little more understanding since he didn't immediately recognize the red bills as money. That and she hasn't sparred since coming there, not properly, so she's actually kind of looking forward to the exercise. ]

On my way!

[he likes that fire in her. This is great. It takes him a little bit to figure it out but hre does and it's not too much longer before he's strolling by the forge

Anyone home?

Over here!

[ She's approaching from the back of the store, waving to the very tall woman at the store-front as she carries a rather plain long-sword and sheath in hand. Which is when Ace gets to see that this girl is tiny*.

Still, she doesn't seem the least bit intimidated as she gestures for him to follow her further into Fayren until they're in a field near the forest -- plenty of open space to work with!

Of course, she's still open to converstaion on the way, but she's more focused on getting there than anything, perhaps a little too excited. ]

[[ OoC: *She's 4'11" and a thin build so... fourteen inch difference ftw? ]]

[oh no, she's tiny. It's like tiny nostalgia needles poking his heart. But she seems enthusiastic and bright and brave so he likes her. He doesn't make much in conversation either since she seems to be focused and instead crunches on an apple he may or may not have filched on the way over]

You know your way around.

Not as well as I would like, but I have been here for a few weeks now.

[ Ace plz quit stealing stuff she doesn't need a sheriff or something interrupting the fight!

When she's decided they've gone far enough she lets the sheathe slide to the ground, holding the sword comfortably with both hands as she turns to face him some distance away. ]

Ready?

[hey, he was hungry. If there's a sheriff they just got to run. Simple as that]

Like it? [grins at her stance and pulls out his dagger]

Whenever you are.

I cannot complain.

[ She's quiet, waiting - seeing if he'll strike first. Still, with no warning she darts forward, immediately making to try and use the flat of the blade to smack that dagger right out of his hand. She knows she's fast, but just how is Ace? ]

Except when it comes to the nightlife.

[she's quick and strong. But it takes more than that to seperate him from his dagger. Instead of holding his arm stiff he moves with the momentum of her strike, letting the blade slide off his before raising his arm snake quick ~~though not too high~~ and taking a swipe towards her head]

By the way what are we dueling to?

[ She's at least fast enough to dart back, making a small startled noise before leaping back...

And then that question.

. . .

She shrugs. She actually hadn't thought of that... ]

Disarm or short of a killing stroke?

Not sure what a killing stroke would be. [he knows he could kill her if he wanted, which he doesn't, but it'd be a hell of a lot harder for her to kill him.]

Disarm it is.

[and then he's on the attack, striking hard against her blade]

[ Another grunt leaves her as her arm moves with the strike, but instead of trying to explain what she meant she moves with the strike, allowing the momentum to continue while keeping a hold on the sword.

Just how does he have that much power behind a dagger? Those muscles really weren't just for show after all! ]

When it is obvious that any other move would be futile! But fine, disarm will work!

[ She's going to try to get that dagger out of his hand again, not really caring if she suffers a cut or two or if he suffers the same. ]

That'd take more power than you've got. [said matter of factly. Though he should probably explain why, but who cared? He can tell she's being reckless and it's kind of dangerous for him because he doesn't want to lose but he doesn't want to end up hurting her either. The dagger isn't just for show but he's not a great swordsman like Vista or Thatch so if he isn't careful he'll end up doing more damage than he wants.

That in mind, he slams his dagger against hers, pushing with his weight for a few dangerous moments so he can put his face closer to hers]

Anyone tell you that you're pretty cute?

[there was more than one way to disarm someone after all]

Wh-What!?

[ Is that a squeak? No, he has to be imagining it.

She suddenly feels Really small and her strength falters a little - almost enough for her to let go.

In fact, she nearly loses her footing before she pushes the blade with a suspicious amount of force for her build (hm...) and jumps back, red-faced and flustered while she tries to regain composure. Granted, she's failing at that pretty badly. ]

Why would you...!

[He's mildly surprised at the force, but considering how much of a power house his little brother is, it doesn't phase him too much.

In any case, he laughs]

Just a statement of fact.

[and by the way]

Does this mean I win?

No it does not!!

[ ACK he's distracting her! She re-adjusts the grip on the sword, then a little agitated but trying to force herself to calm down before rushing again.

She needs more control than that, she lost it for a second... ]

[nope, can't stop. He doesn't want to hurt her but he doesn't want to let up either. Serious fights don't get a room to breathe and so he attacks again]

I'll just have to try harder then.

[ He's fast! She's only fast enough to get her sword up to block the dagger once more, though it's hard and unwieldy against the smaller blade. She's starting to focus once more, determined to not let herself get distracted by him again.

Still, this is tough. Finding openings is tougher, countering him is tougher, in a fair fight she'll lose. And, unfortunately for her, she's determined to keep it fair for a spar. ]

[He's kind of at an impasse now. He likes her spirit and stuff but it's become almost too serious. While he can drive her into the ground probably, it's not all that fun and he doesn't want to throw the fight for the sake of both their prides. So sorry if he seems a little bored after a while]

You're too predictable. That's fine if you're fighting people like you-- but real opponents aren't going to be so straightforward.

... Is that right. I really have lost, then.

[ She sighs... Because it's not fun for her either, not when she can figure out if someone's holding back because she isn't good enough. She knows she's beaten. Eventually she does stop, straightening and watching him to see if he'll do the same. ]

It is true that, continuing like this, you would win without much challenge, and I am still an apprentice with much to learn. I wonder... How you would react if it were not merely on merit of skill.

[ She focuses her energy then, not moving at all... But instead trying to make his dagger bend and morph to her will, aiming to stretch it until the razor's edge of his own weapon is at his throat.

Of course, it will only work if it's metal. And she only holds it long enough for him to see before allowing it to shift back to its original shape. She'll have to think of a different demonstration if it doesn't. ]

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