Sparring (Open)
Who: Adrienne, Samuel, and OPEN!
What: Adrienne and Sam are sparing when some potentially interesting happens
Where: Swords Kingdom, palace training grounds
When: Tuesday afternoon
Adrienne spun on her heel, bringing her sword around. Metal met metal in a loud crash, her hand shook a little at the reverberation but that was barely anything. She jumped back and brought her sword around again and held it pointed at her opponent, challenging him to swing again.
Samuel had to admit she was becoming quite the challenger. They had practically grown up together but Adi was always just a little bit smaller, a little bit younger, a little bit slower. Her age was starting to show less as they got older though, she had learned to use her size as a weapon. No one expected such a sweet looking girl to wield a sword with such power. He stuck out again, giving her a slightly more challenging swipe with his own sword. "You're getting quite good little one," Samuel grinned as she deflected the blow with a lithe turn.
Adrienne smirked. "Little one? I'm nearly your age grandpa," she teased. "Just because I'm not married and without children doesn't mean I'm little anymore."
He put his hand over his heart. "Shot through and through," he laughed. "Calling me an old man like that."
"Can't deny the truth," she said smiling, her head tilted a little to the side. She struck again, stepping forward with a quick jab.
"Speaking of, are you going to get married any time soon or let yourself turn into a spinster?" he teased, swinging back.
"Don't eve start Sam, you're starting to sound like my father," she rolled her eyes. "I'll marry when I damn well please... probably never," she laughed.
"Unfortunate for the poor hopefuls," he said to his friend. "I know a few guys who would love to make an honest woman of you." He waggled his eyebrows and struck again.
She practically snorted, a highly unladylike sound as, as she swung back and side stepped his attempt. "Like anyone could ever make me into something I'm not."
