Windsong had asked him to meet her, and she did come, though not alone. "Good evening," she said. First, she wanted to make sure. "Were there no insurmountable difficulties?"
"Nothing insurmountable. I believe they will fit in well. Though I will need to speak to teh Cadre about behaviour, it is difficult to organise the Freed while their rolemodels are misbehaving like newly released aethja."
He spits the word, then clenches his teeth. "It is not acceptable. It makes transferral difficult."
She nods. "Yes. That will have to be dealt with. The leaders of the next battalion will be better prepared. I may go speak with some of them now, unless you object." She then looks at Spiral. "In the matter I wished to discuss, although it will undoubtedly seem strange to do so, I wish to defer to Spiral."
Windsong stands aside, somewhere from which it will not be particularly difficult to depart and speak to the Cadre about disciplined behavior, returning at the end of the hoped-for combat to take full responsibility for any problems that might have come from it.
*she only cocked an eyebrow* Who says I do this to entertain myself? I simply wish to fight.
*smirks* But then again... Perhaps you are right. Perhaps you have spent to long amongst those of earth and have become soft. Forgive me my error *bows*, I will leave you to sit on your ass. *turns to walk away*
*she suddenly disappeared in a flash of light, reappearing where he had been sitting a second before. Smirk still on her face, not looking fazed in the least*
No, no, don't trouble yourself! I was just leaving. *she said sarcastically*
Her words seem to send a subtle change through him.
He hits the floor with a thud, one sword buried to the hilt in the ground. Straightens up slowly, not facing her.
"Yes. Perhaps you should. Next tme you wish to provoke one of your offspring to violence, you should annoy Benjamin, he has nothing better to do with his time."
*she makes a show of seeming to think about it, with Star's back turned he didn't see her shoot Windsong a look* Perhaps you are right, clearly at least one of my offspring may still have fire.
Yes, you are very correct. Why fight a with a dull blade. *shrugs* I will go and find an opponent who's blood has not become tepid.
There's an odd crack noise from the vicinity of Star's hand.
"Do not make me remind you what will happen to Benjamin should he be pitted against me. I will slit the child's throat before he has time to draw his blades. His humanity makes him weak. Or perhaps you tie four of your arms behind your back and refrain from your powers to pander to his weak battle instinct."
Windsong watches, unsure as to how much this is working.
The opportunity to attack Spiral and survive does, of course, seem like one of the most difficult to resist temptations there could possibly be.
Finally, she decides to hope for the best and leave them to it. Perhaps her presence was impeding the situation. She quietly slips out, to have a long conversation with the Cadre leaders of the next battallion
*She watches Windsong leave as her eyes narrow at his words. yet she sees them for exactly what they where, besides she was not here for Benjamin.*
*snorts* To even fantasize taking down such a unworthy opponent... You show your weakness. *time to pull out all the stops, time to use the ultimate insult in Mojoworld society*
You would not be worth of the arena as you are, you are WEAK!
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He spits the word, then clenches his teeth. "It is not acceptable. It makes transferral difficult."
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I simply wish to spare.
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He stares at her, agitation clear on his face.
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*smirks* But then again... Perhaps you are right. Perhaps you have spent to long amongst those of earth and have become soft. Forgive me my error *bows*, I will leave you to sit on your ass. *turns to walk away*
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His swords are in his hands as he jumps towards her, face a mask of fury.
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No, no, don't trouble yourself! I was just leaving. *she said sarcastically*
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He hits the floor with a thud, one sword buried to the hilt in the ground. Straightens up slowly, not facing her.
"Yes. Perhaps you should. Next tme you wish to provoke one of your offspring to violence, you should annoy Benjamin, he has nothing better to do with his time."
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Yes, you are very correct. Why fight a with a dull blade. *shrugs* I will go and find an opponent who's blood has not become tepid.
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"Do not make me remind you what will happen to Benjamin should he be pitted against me. I will slit the child's throat before he has time to draw his blades. His humanity makes him weak. Or perhaps you tie four of your arms behind your back and refrain from your powers to pander to his weak battle instinct."
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The opportunity to attack Spiral and survive does, of course, seem like one of the most difficult to resist temptations there could possibly be.
Finally, she decides to hope for the best and leave them to it. Perhaps her presence was impeding the situation. She quietly slips out, to have a long conversation with the Cadre leaders of the next battallion
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*snorts* To even fantasize taking down such a unworthy opponent... You show your weakness. *time to pull out all the stops, time to use the ultimate insult in Mojoworld society*
You would not be worth of the arena as you are, you are WEAK!
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