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Teal	26 Mar 2009, 22:29
Ba dum - pish! Posts: 143 Group: Battlefield Captain Member #2 Joined: Dec 25, 2008	Cecil Oden. She softly tried the name on her tongue. It was an odd one, more like a woman's name then a man's. Cecil was interesting to say, a soft, slow beginning and then a sharp "il" at the end to finish nicely. Oden was simpler, invoking many nameless feeling within the fire mage. She felt as if she knew the name, or something with a likeness to it, yet what it was escaped her mind. Cecil Oden. What a good name. What a waste, to give such a good name to a man who would die young. The man with the good name had begun to move. Condra was given a few short seconds to contemplate her, and his, actions. If he struck first, then she would be at an advantage. His first strike would open him up for a counter attack, and his short blade lacked the power to punch through any of the armor on her torso or skull with a slashing attack, and a stabbing one could be easily dodged by her light and nimble frame. Yet if he did not strike, then what would she do? Attack from a distance? Use her weapon's superior reach to attack him from a distance? Or stand still, and wait for him to strike? All of those were good options, all of them running through her mind as the man stopped just short of sword reach away from her. Condra pivoted on her right foot, turning her body away from the man and placing her blade between them, the branches hiding behind her body. She would match him in swordplay for some time. Her fire was her secret. They had not met before, and the longer that she hid her magical talents to more devastating they would be when released. She would wait, maybe until the first round of blows had been exchanged, each party retreating to check their wounds and their enemies as well. Yes, that would be perfect, but now, her sword would be fighting her battles. Not her mind. Not yet. Then he began to move. Slowly, waited down by his armor, he advanced forwards, his body completely open. The moment that he was in reach of her blade and she was out of reach of his, her coiled arm sprung forwards, sword lancing out from her body at breakneck speed. Its target was the place where her foe's metal cuirass and the armor on his sword arm met at the shoulder. There would be a slight gap there, thin enough for the tip of her sword to slice through if he did not move out of the way. It would not hinder him much, that first blow, but to be the first to lose blood would be a dangerous hit to moral. And then he was on her, sword slashing in a deadly arc towards her lower torso. She pulled her own blade back, jerked her arm to the side, and then caught his blade with the side of hers, his arm stuck out from his body at an angle that left his entire chest wide open. She tested his strength, straining her muscles, trying to force his blade back. He was as strong as she, maybe stronger. His blade would not give ground until he let her, she assumed in that lighting quick moment, while their two swords still hung in the air, each trying to make the other give ground. A hopeless battle.


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