We won this battle with might

[lilbloodeyes]

Who: Micheal and Miata
When: November 14, after his network call out.
Where: Near the ruins.
Format: Paragraph, action? Depends on how we roll.
What: Micheal is bored. Miata offers sword. That sword swingin looks gooooooood.
Warnings: This is all about sword practice. Micheal will swear like always, and there might be some blood.

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[reddenedrage]

It took a little more than he would have wanted to find that right spot. Sure, it wasn't a alley hidden off outta sight, but he wasn't one that remembered specifics. Hell. If he hadn't the feel of her from before, he might have passed it up altogether. But there she was, and so it turned simple. He retracted his wings some distance from the ground, and dropped down in a crouch some feet away from her.

Then just stood, stretching his arms above his head. The smile he offered her was almost friendly. "Miata, right? I remembered." A miracle in itself. His hand moved to his sword hilt, inclining his chin. "Want to here or elsewhere?"

[lilbloodeyes]

Thankfully, she could be patient when she chose to be.She heard the rustle of wings before she saw him, and tracked the motions with her eyes. He was clearly ready for some fun-his body nearly vibrated with it. It wasn't a bad thing. It meant that she wouldn't have to hold back so much, not as much as she would with others.

She nodded back, not smiling as her wont. At least there wasn't an attempt to kill him this time.

"Here is fine." She told him, body relaxed. Clearly though, from the way she was looking around, she was ready to start.

"Hands or swords?" She wanted to know what they were going to fight with. She could easily do either-but she had no idea how he wanted to do this friendly brawl.

[reddenedrage]

Like he would argue. Only person who had ever told him to take it elsewhere was Raphael, and that was only because Michael had a tendency to destroy all buildings he came across in his path. Mika grinned at her, liking the lack of responsibility that she had. Yeah, what he thought last time still held. She was something more primal, and that suited him just fine.

"Swords," he gave confidently. Hell, he would fight any way, given the chance, but there were not enough opportunities to really take advantage of his own skills here. As if underlining that word, he slid the sword out to hold at an angle upward, leaving his body apparently open to attacks. He tilted his chin at her in invitation. "Let's play a little."

[lilbloodeyes]

Well, that meant that Micheal and Miata had something in common: the destruction of property. And not caring half a wit if anything was destroyed. Really, they were alike in any ways, and it made it easier to bond.

She grunted, satisfied with this turn of events, and let her body relax. She needed to do play fights if she wanted to keep her sword sharp.

"Okay." She slid her sword out. With little more of a flick of her arm, she attempted a low swing, just to see what would happen.