originally posted in:The New Dojo
"... what?"
[i]Cyra turned to examine Rachel, confused by her second sentence.[/i]
"Who and what the fuсk are you?"
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"The name's Rachel. I'm human." Rachel smiled and offered a hand for a handshake.
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[i]Cyra slowly shook Rachel's hand, before withdrawing her her hand.[/i] "Okay, Rachel... I'm guessing that you're here for a fight?"
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Edited by Stitch: 7/3/2017 6:04:14 PM"Just a small sparring match..." She gestured to Cyra's cybernetic arm. "I wouldn't last long in an actual fight, would I?" She said in a half serious half joking manner.
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"A sparring match?" [i]Cyra narrowed her eyes slightly, suspicious of Rachel trying to make herself seem less than she actually was; a viable strategy, in truth.[/i] "Alright." [i]She sheathed her carbon fiber sword, taking off her kevlar jacket to reveal a vest of carbon fiber weave underneath, sleeveless. Her left arm was surprisingly muscular, thanks to a lot of time spent in the gym. She raised her fists, shifting her feet to enter a combat stance.[/i]
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Rachel kept her smile as she placed her gun down nearby and got into her own, more agile looking fighting stance. Cyra could see Rachel's eyes dart around the area quickly and then back at Cyra, observing every inch of her. "Nothing like a friendly spar for some exercise, am I right?"
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"Right." [i]Cyra slowly began to circle around Rachel; as she circled, she was always facing her opponent, and shortening the distance between them with each revolution.[/i]
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Rachel kept taking a step back as Cyra got closer, her one hand moved to her side, out of Cyra's line of sight. "How you doin'?" She asked with a boston accent jokingly.