"I want to suggest a different technique with it, but if we regain our proper strength then you'd have to unlearn it all over again." The languid stretch that follows is deliberate, testing for sore spots he might have to be careful of; all these changes meant that kept changing too.
There's no tournament here. Just nagging, gnawing boredom with a lifestyle he was not designed for. "Show me how you fight. If nothing else, it's better exercise than digging post holes."
He's a kid. He's smaller than Cloud, and that's a feat. Is fighting him fair?
Absolutely. Sixteen he may be, but he's First Class for a reason. "And more interesting than bobbing for onions so faeries can laugh." The slim blade of his katana is absurdly small compared to Buster, but it suits him well enough, as he reaches back and draws it in a slow hiss of steel. There's deliberation in the way he moves, slow and lazy - this isn't about hostility, about triggering blind instinctive reactions. Where's the fun in that?
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There's no tournament here. Just nagging, gnawing boredom with a lifestyle he was not designed for. "Show me how you fight. If nothing else, it's better exercise than digging post holes."
He's a kid. He's smaller than Cloud, and that's a feat. Is fighting him fair?
Absolutely. Sixteen he may be, but he's First Class for a reason. "And more interesting than bobbing for onions so faeries can laugh." The slim blade of his katana is absurdly small compared to Buster, but it suits him well enough, as he reaches back and draws it in a slow hiss of steel. There's deliberation in the way he moves, slow and lazy - this isn't about hostility, about triggering blind instinctive reactions. Where's the fun in that?