Maicyn nods to him as he approaches, but does not pause in her training.
He lingers uncertainly for a couple minutes while Robin sniffs around. At last he says, "I just wanted to apologize for the other day. What I said was insensitive and mean... I'm sorry for not being a better friend."
Before he can finish, Maicyn holds up a hand. "Stop. Every time you try to talk to me, it ends poorly, so just . . . just grab a weapon. Join me if you want."
He lingers uncertainly for a couple minutes while Robin sniffs around. At last he says, "I just wanted to apologize for the other day. What I said was insensitive and mean... I'm sorry for not being a better friend."
Before he can finish, Maicyn holds up a hand. "Stop. Every time you try to talk to me, it ends poorly, so just . . . just grab a weapon. Join me if you want."
He nods hastily, grabs a slender sword from the weapons rack, and joins her on the field.
Before he can finish, Maicyn holds up a hand. "Stop. Every time you try to talk to me, it ends poorly, so just . . . just grab a weapon. Join me if you want."
He nods hastily, grabs a slender sword from the weapons rack, and joins her on the field.
Sword at the ready, Maicyn begins circling, not making the first move.
He nods hastily, grabs a slender sword from the weapons rack, and joins her on the field.
Sword at the ready, Maicyn begins circling, not making the first move.
He takes a few moments to circle as well, observing her stance and where her eyes were. He makes the first move, running forward and lunging low toward her legs.
Sword at the ready, Maicyn begins circling, not making the first move.
He takes a few moments to circle as well, observing her stance and where her eyes were. He makes the first move, running forward and lunging low toward her legs.
Maicyn skips to the side, avoiding the strike, and swings at his exposed shoulders and back.
He takes a few moments to circle as well, observing her stance and where her eyes were. He makes the first move, running forward and lunging low toward her legs.
Maicyn skips to the side, avoiding the strike, and swings at his exposed shoulders and back.
He swivels around on his feet just in time to parry her blow to his back. He faces her once more and takes a defensive stance.
Pressing her blade firmly against Azril's, Maicyn slides inward so that her shoulder is almost touching his and attempts to sweep his feet.
Returning that pressure defensively, he backs this way and that, attempting to avoid her feet.
Azril is able to hold firm, but as Maicyn spins away he finds the tip of her blade touching the center of his chest. His own sword is still pressed against it, but he doesn't think he could sweep it aside faster than she could push forward.
Returning that pressure defensively, he backs this way and that, attempting to avoid her feet.
Azril is able to hold firm, but as Maicyn spins away he finds the tip of her blade touching the center of his chest. His own sword is still pressed against it, but he doesn't think he could sweep it aside faster than she could push forward.
Adrenaline helps him move swiftly. At the kiss of her blade to his chest, he acts on impulse and falls backward to his back, sword still up defensively. He rolls away hastily in the sand and starts back up to his feet.
Azril is able to hold firm, but as Maicyn spins away he finds the tip of her blade touching the center of his chest. His own sword is still pressed against it, but he doesn't think he could sweep it aside faster than she could push forward.
Adrenaline helps him move swiftly. At the kiss of her blade to his chest, he acts on impulse and falls backward to his back, sword still up defensively. He rolls away hastily in the sand and starts back up to his feet.
Before Azril is able to fully stand, Maicyn is behind him, swinging at his back.
Adrenaline helps him move swiftly. At the kiss of her blade to his chest, he acts on impulse and falls backward to his back, sword still up defensively. He rolls away hastily in the sand and starts back up to his feet.
Before Azril is able to fully stand, Maicyn is behind him, swinging at his back.
Bumblingly he swings his sword in an awkward twist over his back in an attempt to ward off her blow.
