one-half-bladekind

[has_a_blog]

Hey. Someone out there is some kinda crazy sword guy, right? All balancing on a bamboo shoot while contemplating the mysteries of a single drop of rain sliding down your sword blade or some shit, right?

Or I dunno, maybe you just like to hit things. Whatever. I need to try something.

[Remembered a bunch of the training he got from Bro Strider. Specifically the bits focusing on sweet ninja swords forged by old stoic asian dudes and definitely not bought online on eBay for $20.]

Comments

[nomen_est_numen]

"Oh? What, exactly, d'you need to try?"

[has_a_blog]

I just remembered a bunch of sweet moves. Gotta try them out while I can or I might find out I'm a huge poser in a dangerous situation.

[nomen_est_numen]

"Ah, I see." What the hey, he needs to log some sparring time. "When and were would be convenient for you? I'm available whenever, really."

[has_a_blog]

He thought about it. "The roof feels like the right place. If you're as bored as I am then lets make this shit hapen."

[nomen_est_numen]

"Very well. I'll meet you there in ten minutes."

[has_a_blog]

As is expected, the Knight of Time arrives on schedule. He has his weapon of choice, a strange looking sword that is broken about a foot and a half above the hilt. He nods to Shen when he arrives.

"Sup."

[nomen_est_numen]

Shen arrives pretty much on time as well, and with a great amount of flapping as he flies up to said roof. Birds do that from time to time. The metal talons on his feet strike sparks as he lands. He quirks an eyebrow at Dave's weapon.

"I daresay there's a story behind it?"

FUUUUUCK I thought I tagged this sorry

[has_a_blog]

He gave his legendary busted ass piece of shit sword a once over. "Yeah, there probably is."

[nomen_est_numen]

"Ah. Can't remember it yet. I see. Well," He reaches back and draws the guan dao from his tail feathers. "Let's see how well you remember how to use it."

[has_a_blog]

"'aight."

No time travel bullshit today. Just strength of arms and martial skill. Dave starts with quick feint. The attacks themselves were nothing special, but the feint was so fast that it almost seemed like he was in two places at once.

[nomen_est_numen]

That was pretty fast, he'd have to admit, but he manages to deflect it in time all the same. He can ascertain pretty easily that Dave's technique is rather plain. Still, it appears solid enough. He ducks a swing, whirls obscuring himself with his tail, and reappears, bringing the polearm down in an overhead swing.

[has_a_blog]

His confidence increasing from the first clash, Dave opted for something a bit more complicated. He countered with a strange spinning motion that both parried the swing and left him suddenly behind Shen.

[nomen_est_numen]

"Nicely done," the bird observes, but he's far too used to multiple opponents and shifts his grip, making a quick strike with the handle of the guan dao.

[the_ko_stands_for_tiger]

You know, I've been meaning to ask. Did you go somewhere for a couple of weeks? I swear I didn't see you around much, but I was kinda preoccupied.

[has_a_blog]

Just time travel stuff. Nothing to worry about.

[the_ko_stands_for_tiger]

And that's my cue to not think about it! Gotcha.

So what, you looking to do some sword training now?

[has_a_blog]

I'm not really the training type.

I do want to know what I can do, though. It'd be a shame to not know precisely how sick these moves are that I've got ready to bust out.