[He pushes his chair back and she's quickly moving to do the same, wooden legs grinding out an ugly squeal as she scrapes them against the ground. Her hands already itch for the feel of her blade, the weight of it, the cold press of steel, and she's bounding swiftly toward where it leans against the wall the moment she gains her feet. To her, at least, it feels as though the weight of their previous conversation is being stripped away in layers, leaving only the fast-ascending thrill of an oncoming fight in their wake.
She can be fairly one-track minded like that.]
Huh. Good question. Both options have their merits...how about a clear field this first time? We can always liven things up later. You know, once we've got a feel for each other's technique.
[Just run wildly like the happiest golden retriever, Gideon.
Alucard's not actually sure of where he's left his own weapon, so he takes advantage of the same trick from before and summons the blade. There is a new levity in the air though, but the dhampir is sure it is from Gideon's sudden and intense joy at the idea of a sword fight.]
A clear field it is. As for technique, I think you'll find some new challenges.
[The dhampir is pointedly vague, and as they exit the little cottage, the terrain has shifted. What was once a tense line of trees lining the path to the house is now an open field. Grey skies remain, but there is no atmospheric rain present. Alucard has, however, left the grass remain wet to provide a little bit of a challenge for them both. Instinct says they both may enjoy the challenge.]
[With the promise of new challenges spurring her on toward dizzying heights of excitement, Gideon follows after the dhampir and out into the grey, damp space beyond. The colours out here all seem muted, subdued, kinda like a physical manifestation of depression-- but she's accustomed to gloomy surrounds and it does nothing to flatten her current exuberance.
Instead, sword in hands now, she weighs up the question as her footfalls leave dark imprints in the dew.]
In Drearburh we'd usually go with to the floor, which means whoever hits the floor first loses the round. Besides that, anything goes. But hey, I don't mind playing by someone else's rules.
Hitting the floor can always be a feint. [Alucard's observation is dry, but not without a little hint of his own excitement at this. Gideon is trusted, and it feels nice to do this again without worry.]
When the other would be truly dead then, for the given value of what that means here. Sound fair?
[Meaning he's 100% going to turn into bats if he's on the floor.]
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She can be fairly one-track minded like that.]
Huh. Good question. Both options have their merits...how about a clear field this first time? We can always liven things up later. You know, once we've got a feel for each other's technique.
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Alucard's not actually sure of where he's left his own weapon, so he takes advantage of the same trick from before and summons the blade. There is a new levity in the air though, but the dhampir is sure it is from Gideon's sudden and intense joy at the idea of a sword fight.]
A clear field it is. As for technique, I think you'll find some new challenges.
[The dhampir is pointedly vague, and as they exit the little cottage, the terrain has shifted. What was once a tense line of trees lining the path to the house is now an open field. Grey skies remain, but there is no atmospheric rain present. Alucard has, however, left the grass remain wet to provide a little bit of a challenge for them both. Instinct says they both may enjoy the challenge.]
Any particular rules you'd like to lay down?
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Instead, sword in hands now, she weighs up the question as her footfalls leave dark imprints in the dew.]
In Drearburh we'd usually go with to the floor, which means whoever hits the floor first loses the round. Besides that, anything goes. But hey, I don't mind playing by someone else's rules.
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When the other would be truly dead then, for the given value of what that means here. Sound fair?
[Meaning he's 100% going to turn into bats if he's on the floor.]