[Thread] It was like looking into a mirror.

[payitgladly]

Characters: OU John Preston, OPEN
Where: anywhere (make it clear one way or another, please)
When: sometime in the afternoon
Summary: Preston arrives and immediately starts to explore the compound.
Warnings: Possible violence? If anyone wants to try and beat up on the Warden look-alike, be my guest. He can more than defend himself.

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[payitgladly]

John had nothing else going for him except to be perfectly logical in all matters. If that meant holding out for someone to make a weapon he could use proficiently (likely a firearm, but some sort of blade wouldn't be entirely improbable or impossible for him either) then that was simply were his reasoning would lead him. Otherwise, why bring him into this war? It would be illogical, and that was not acceptable.

Preston reached out idly to finger the primitive weapon, glancing up for confirmation to take hold of it before actually doing so to take a closer look. He eyed it intently for a moment then returned it. It would be more than useless for a Gun Kata master such as himself. But against others of the same time period it was perfectly adequate he imagined. It seemed well kept and in, for an in use object, more or less perfect condition. That in and of itself gave Preston more of an insight into the man before him.

"A master of several different forms," the Cleric noted with almost a hint of something that might be considered as satisfaction by anyone not from Libria. He gave a curt nod. "Excellent. How do you think such techniques would hold up against a Kendo way of fighting? Perhaps one day we test it out."

[puritanjustice]

John's suggestion sent an invigorating rush into the wandering warrior's heart. It was the thrill of a dawning battle. He hadn't known this since he had last duelled with young Alex, who had vanished from Econtra a month ago.

Devon's King of Swords smiled lightly, and mayhap a touch gratefully that John gave him the chance to not let his skills atrophy. This would be a worthy battle. "A duel with the Eastern styles at thy convenience." He bowed, a steely glint in his blue gaze. "Sir Preston... I accept thy invitation."

OOC: Yo, I'll be dropping Rory into the Open Batman thread after a party with the dudes. It's time the Bat Family's Econtran uncle met the father. =D

[payitgladly]

There was a brief upwards curve to one side of Preston's mouth then he ducked his head low in a curt nod and when he raised his gaze again the smirk was gone. "Good. Until then, I should probably get better acquainted with my new surroundings if you do not mind."

((Yay!! I've been wanting to do a thread with Rory since Tony met him! XD))