Jul 10, 2006 01:25
This is what I have searched for. To be able to cross swords with someone who can withstand more than a swipe of the masamune and still retaliate with forceful attacks of his own. Yes, I am playing with the boy. Yes, I am directing his movements with purpose to see how far he can go. But really, I have only clashed with him in this manner twice...the moments atop the Shinra abomination could hardly count as anything as intimate as an all out spar between two skilled swordsmen.
Strife, through his yearning desire created an outlet in which I was, for a time, able to take advantage of through the shell of that boy. But this...this was far more satisfying.
I don't think I could tear even the time of day from your lips
The words are muffled somewhat by the sound of steel, but mako enhancements prove useful once again.
Parry, feint left, slash, three steps right, thrust.
If we are not careful, the banner and lighting grids above will come down upon our heads. But then, that only adds to the challenge of our exchange.
"Pathetic. Where is the Planet's chosen hero?" Push him back, turn him left, closer..."You expect no answers from me, and yet you scream my name so fervently.."