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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/21/2017 9:05:12 PM
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"Hmm....That's good. Want to try using me for a little practice? A few swings won't hurt anything, right?"
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"Nope. Just tell me if it does." [b][i]He says, examining the sword to determine its use.[/i][/b]
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The sword's design was shiny, but the detail was rather dull. It's about the size of a short sword and has perfect balance. "Alrighty."
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[i][b]He spun it in his hand as he drew one of his other blades, intending to use it in tandem. He walked over to one of the targets, slashing a few times[/b][/i]
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Upon the first swing a wave of air shot out and threw everything it touched around as if it were a tornado. "Hmm..."
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[b][i]Leon looked at the blade, laughing a bit[/i][/b] "What the hell! That was cool." [b][i]He said, looking at the sword.[/i][/b]
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"Yeah, I'm not exactly normal. I may have a few tricks here and there, y'know?"
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"They're impressive, ill say that much." [b][i]He said, looking at the dummy. He thrusts forwards with the sword, Into it's stomach [/i][/b]
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A large laser beam shot out through the other side and blew up a few more targets. "Huh. I'm rusty."
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"I'd disagree. Sometimes a bit of splash damage helps." [b][i]He said, steeping back with the sword in a wrath guard position (blade resting on his shoulder), as he stepped forward with it and chopped into the dummies neck.[/i][/b]
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After slicing through the dummy like it was made of butter, a diagnol (f*ck spelling) slash of fire shot out where he swung. "Yeah, but I'm not really in control here."
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"Alright. Let's take it slow then, shall we?" [i][b]He said, holding the blade In a low guard, the tip about level with the centre of his chest.[/b][/i] "I'm going to do a straight thrust, basic move. See if you can focus whatever ability you use straight on now that you know where I'm striking."
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"Sure, I got this....This is so embarrassing." The sword didn't sound too confident.
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"Hey, confidence here. Your gonna kill it." [b][i]He said, laughing a bit st the pun. Cal it military humour.[/i][/b] "But seriously, if you don't think you can do it you won't be able to. Ready?"
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"....You're too kind. Yes, I'm ready." The sword let out a deep breath despite having no lungs.
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[i][b]He stepped forward, thrusting right into the target where the third and fourth ribs would be, right inbetween[/b][/i]
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The dummy exploded in his face with a deafening boom. "Sorry! So sorry!"
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[b][i]He laughed a bit as it happened, staggering backwards.[/i][/b] "ALRIGT, NICE SHOT, MAYBE SOMETHING A BIT LESS POWERFUL NEXT TIME?!" [b][i]He said, unaware he was shouting due to the deafening boom[/i][/b]
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"YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL! So lucky that doesn't hurt or affect me anymore...."
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"Sorry." [b][i]He said, still a little louder than usual as the effects began to wear off.[/i][/b] "Yeah, you've definitely got some bite to you though. You have a name?"
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"I usually let whoever wields me give me a new name. I've long forgotten my birth given one sadly."
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"How about Joan, after a hero from where I come from, a woman named Joan d'Arc." [b][i]He said, lookinga t the sword as he spoke, smiling a bit[/i][/b]
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"If you are to wield me then I guess my name shall be Joan. I'm sorry, did you tell me your name?"
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"How rude of me, I didn't actually. Leonard Rivas, though most just use Leon."
