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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/21/2017 12:36:42 PM
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[i]Oh, how the combination of weaponry would prove useful in the battles to come, Irina thought. She would allow her left hand to take the sheaths of the two swords, her right hand left free after the movement in the case that she would take the dagger as well. Though, Astra's words would prove true: she would need some time to adapt and train with the two newly acquired weapons. Hopefully, Aurum and Argentum didn't mind. And if they did.. well, running with only the dagger, assuming that it was just as godly, was an option too.[/i]
"When could I possibly train with the two swords, though? Preferably with you, too. The people here would lead armies just to acquire such tools. Although it would be practice, I'm not taking that chance, even if Aurum and Argentum deny them and go blunt."
[i]"Go blunt" was the simplest that Irina could put it, concerning Astra's own warning about the two weapons. At the suggestion of keeping them together, Irina would simply nod, nothing more. Though the knife was.. interesting. She figured that Astra had much more kept away within her inventory. She would have to thank the angel, somehow..[/i]
[i]Well, we know how that'll end up.[/i]
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Edited by Nibber Schipper: 11/22/2017 11:46:46 AM"'Go blunt'?" [i]The angel giggled mirthfully, her now empty hands drawing her longsword off of her back, slender digits wrapping around the grip, elegantly pulling it out of its barebones sheath, left hand slipping off to her side after. With a quick thought and a twist of her right wrist, the blade started falling apart, metal turning to ash and fluttering away in the wind. More and more of the blade fell away until, at last, Astra held something more akin to the sword she usually held, rather than the massive longsword. Their four feet made them lengthier than Irina's new twin swords , blade and hilt both longer to make up for the woman's height: three-and-a-half feet for the blade, half a foot for the grip. The dull grey metal shone with blood-red runes and symbols, while the grip was wrapped in rust brown leather, ending with a heart-shaped pommel. The usual.[/i] "No, no, they will not go blunt if they reject their wielders... As you might be thinking, they are conscious - the blades think and feel - and as such, if one were to anger them, they will shear apart the poor soul's very being without hesitation or pause. Now then, draw them, sweet lady, for there is no better way to earn your swords' trust by using them. I want you to give me all you have and more -- show me what you are made of!" [i]D-D-DUEL.[/i]
