Swords and Scales (Markus Andres)

[Blythe]

Blythe's blade followed the fluid motion of the one Markus carried. Her wrists twisting alongside the hilt, as she brought the metallic edge against the man's weapon once more. Sending another deafening clang coursing through the dense air.

The Konti smiled weakly as his offensive strike was deflected, and she prepared to reel her katana in, so as to stage her own.

But there wasn't enough time. The man's coiled fingers rammed into Blythe's stomach; hard. Knocking the air out of her lungs, as she stumbled several steps back. Sharp shooting pains coursing throughout the length of her chest as she struggled to suck in another breath of air.

The fortune teller's lavender colored eyes watered as she finally caught herself, and her fingers, which had loosened around the hilt of her blade on impact, regained their composure. Allowing the woman to strengthen their hold once more.

"Ouch Markus," Blythe muttered as she did her best to raise her blade, and hold it defiantly against her chest in a more simplistic defensive stance. "That hurt," she finished, as she waited for him to end this.

OOCI figure it's about time we wrapped up.

Also, this makes me think of "Charlie that hurt. That hurt Charlie..." 'Cuz you know, he bit the poor boy's finger and all... but it was so his fault, he totally stuck it in Charlie's mouth...

[Markus Andres]

Hand struck deep. His intense gaze did not waver from the Konti as she gasped out her lungs. Markus did not spend time to ponder the effects of his attack. He knew the effects. Too well. Withdrawing for a moment. Gauge the situation. Then lightly tensed muscles would pounce. Quickly side step to the right. Light on his toes for a rare change. Get at an angle of her sword. The bastard would swing out, strike her katana from his right. Strike hard. Strike precisely. Open her defence. Redirect her focus to the katana. With her focus there, he would have a little more room to play with. He stepped in closer. The bastard twisted around. The same edge that had struck her blade, would be pointed at her again. Markus' wrists jerked. The blade swung in a short, controlled motion toward her exposed throat. The reverse motion would have the blade dangerously close to her throat. But Markus did not go for the kill. Assuming it worked and she yielded, he would utter the following sentence with a smile on his lips. "What do you say we go get something to eat?"

[Blythe]

The final bell rang, and it seemed not even a full a tick later, that the knight's blade had come across her throat. Blythe could sense the rapid rise and fall of her chest as a clump settled in the center of her neck. She tried to swallow as her lavender colored eyes sank. Dark purple lines etched about their edges as she struggled. She was certain the knight could see.

Blythe wasn't sure if that made her uneasy or not.

"You win," she whispered, as metal clapped all around them. As men and woman alike grunted with the efforts given in their own battles. Smiling uneasily, so as to assuage the tenseness within, she added, "a fair fight." Another moment passed in silence, and then, the Konti was sheathing her sword.

"Only if you buy us some drinks," Blythe finally replied with a faint smile, that brought a slight glimmer to her eyes. "Fighting always makes me thirsty," she explained, as she reached for his hand, in an attempt to bind, and then pull him through the masses, so that they may be on their way.

End

[Accolade]

Blythe

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Interrogation	+ 2 XP
Katana	+ 5 XP
Rhetoric	+ 1 XP

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	A rising interest in a knight
•	Conversations on the past: Forgiving Markus
•	How to make a knight blush
•	To spar a Knight: Testing Markus

Markus Andres

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Flux	+ 1 XP
Interrogation	+ 3XP
bastard sword	+ 5 XP

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Kontis are trained fighters
•	Conversations on the past: Seeking forgivness
•	To spar a Konti: Testing Blythe's katana

Notes :

Awesome thread you two, very gripping and..is there a future here?

The Sylir has spoken

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