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originally posted in:The New Dojo
8/7/2017 3:04:26 AM
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The corner of Mark's mouth twitched as a smile threatened to appear.
"Then I shall take it easy on you, friend."
He stepped back into a defensive stance with his sword held low, pointed at his opponent.
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[b][i]His blades were kept raised, pointed both towards his eyes to make their length hard to determine. The man's footwork even in stance seemed to be well practiced, as he began to circle his opponent, staying light on his feet[/i][/b]
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Mark stepped forward, attempting a vertical slice at the man's right shoulder. He extended his stance to keep his body body behind the sword, shielding him.
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[b][i]Leon weaved under the strike, attempting to sweep the man's leg with his own.[/i][/b]
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Mark used the momentum of his swing to twirl the sword as he sidestepped away from the blow, moving around Leon's right side in an attempted flank.
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[b][i]Leon was light on his feet, using his spin from the leg sweep the same way his opponent did, facing him and blocking his strike with the flats of his blades[/i][/b]
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Mark attempted to shove the smaller man back, using his weight to his advantage.
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[b][i]He accepted the force, using it to step back further. As he moved back he planted his feet firmly, as if it was a tactic he had seen before.[/i][/b] "I half expected you to should a Roman insult there. Been a while since I was shoved that hard." [b][i]He said, as he brandished his swords in his original stance again.[/i][/b]
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Mark smiled, taking up a more open stance to allow more freedom of movement. "You are skilled, sir."
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"Well, military service will do that to you. When it's life or death you tend to keep the skills sharp." [b][i]He says, circling again[/i][/b]
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"So you're military then? May I ask ehat army you are a part of?" Markus feigned a cut to the left, then circled it into a downward stroke at the last second.
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[b][i]He barely sidestepped the cut, the blade glancing off his elbow as he stabbed at hit right hip with his sword, ready to block with his others.[/i][/b] "I was military, Mexican. I was part of a MSU, a motorized strike unit. Basic terms, I had a crossbow, a spear and a motorcycle and my squad broke enemy formations."
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"Crossbow and spear? Yet you use cutlasses?" Markus swung from the left.
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"One blade was a standard sidearm, I took up a small shield and later another blade just to be more prepared if I lost my weapons." [i][b]He said[/b][/i] [b][i]He parried and swing to the right[/i][/b]
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Markus blocked it, stepping back. "Interesting."
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[b][i]He stepped forward, stabbing with his other sword at your gut.[/i][/b] "Some may think so."
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Markus caught it on the crossguard and shoved him back.
