[It wasn't as if Liet had any reason to be nervous to begin with. His opponent ambled into the park, a sunny grin on his face. When he spotted Liet, he waved enthusiastically and picked up his pace a little more. Certainly the red-clad dual swordsman was having fun already, even though nothing had happened yet. With him as usual were the Vorpal Sword and Flamberge.]
Whew! That was a good run! I'm totally ready for this, how about you?
[Lithuania took note of both the swords--using two was rare, but it didn't make him too worried, for some reason. Anyway, this was just for fun, so it wasn't like anyone was going to get seriously injured. He smiled.]
[Lloyd smiled back, unsheathing the two blades and flowing somewhat naturally into a fighting stance. He didn't remember fighting anything, but somehow it felt pretty natural. Studying up on swordsmanship sure seemed to have helped, if only a little, although something felt just a little... off. Was he forgetting something? Well he had his weapons and his shoes were laced, what else could there be?]
[Liet can hear the cheering--oh, Ritsu--and he even sees Squalo, out of the corner of his eye. But that doesn't matter: his vision focuses as he unsheathes the sword, holding it in a fighting pose that's as natural as breathing.]
I wish you good luck.
[He smiles, bows--
and changes. He's serious, suddenly; it's as if Liet has left and some other person has arrived, confident and willing to fight.
He doesn't like waiting. He darts forward, to take the first move. He'll strike with the flat of the blade if it looks like he might hit skin, but for now the sword slices the air before him.]
[Squalo stood in the stands watching Lloyd and Liet fool around. To the relief of everyone on the island, he was so focused on watching the duo that he wasn't yelling at the top of his lungs for once. He didn't expect Lloyd to be there (or that annoying girl who was giving him a headache with her stupid drumming) but it would be a good chance to see if the boy had any real skill yet. He could always use more opponents.
If he was lucky the two of them would get serious and have a real match. Then he could just fight the winner.]
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[It wasn't as if Liet had any reason to be nervous to begin with. His opponent ambled into the park, a sunny grin on his face. When he spotted Liet, he waved enthusiastically and picked up his pace a little more. Certainly the red-clad dual swordsman was having fun already, even though nothing had happened yet. With him as usual were the Vorpal Sword and Flamberge.]
Whew! That was a good run!
I'm totally ready for this, how about you?
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I am, whenever you want to start.
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Great! Let's do this!
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I wish you good luck.
[He smiles, bows--
and changes. He's serious, suddenly; it's as if Liet has left and some other person has arrived, confident and willing to fight.
He doesn't like waiting. He darts forward, to take the first move. He'll strike with the flat of the blade if it looks like he might hit skin, but for now the sword slices the air before him.]
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GO GO GO! I KNOW YOU CAN LIVE, TRY NOT TO GET SHIVED!
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If he was lucky the two of them would get serious and have a real match. Then he could just fight the winner.]
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