SkyeOfStars"It is no problem."
As the prim, regal mistress strode towards her, Nataliya noted her posture. Experienced in combat. Poised to strike. Like a panther, each step was not for show, but a sign of her readiness for combat. Even her dress, not out of place at a ball, shone with armour. Clearly she was a fighter.
"It took a bit longer to get to this moon with a traditional ship than I thought it would."
"I thought the OIF had transportation devices? It is strange you had to fly here."
As the lady who called herself Alice drew a longsword from its sheath, she unclipped the holsters on her waist and drew her main weapons. When her thumbs flicked off the safety of the two pistols, Angelos immediately reacted while Lyutsifer yawned, as if waking from a deep sleep.
"We fight?!"
"Yes, we do."
Twirling the firearms round her index fingers to get a feel for them, she settled into a combat stance. Feet apart, left forward, right back. Guns in hands, hands positioned something like a boxer would. Addressing her opponent this time, she continued.
"I assume you know the rules? First to be bested or who forfeits loses. This is not for lives, just to maintain the balance. And maybe for me to have a little practice."
As the prim, regal mistress strode towards her, Nataliya noted her posture. Experienced in combat. Poised to strike. Like a panther, each step was not for show, but a sign of her readiness for combat. Even her dress, not out of place at a ball, shone with armour. Clearly she was a fighter.
"It took a bit longer to get to this moon with a traditional ship than I thought it would."
"I thought the OIF had transportation devices? It is strange you had to fly here."
As the lady who called herself Alice drew a longsword from its sheath, she unclipped the holsters on her waist and drew her main weapons. When her thumbs flicked off the safety of the two pistols, Angelos immediately reacted while Lyutsifer yawned, as if waking from a deep sleep.
"We fight?!"
"Yes, we do."
Twirling the firearms round her index fingers to get a feel for them, she settled into a combat stance. Feet apart, left forward, right back. Guns in hands, hands positioned something like a boxer would. Addressing her opponent this time, she continued.
"I assume you know the rules? First to be bested or who forfeits loses. This is not for lives, just to maintain the balance. And maybe for me to have a little practice."