ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙇.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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''I was taught how to fight with my fists when I was younger, protect my siblings. But yeah I can fight weaponless."
[ Fiora examined this one carefully; fixated on the bandaged face and bruised knuckles. The Duelist hummed in curiosity, something had bothered her. ]
“ You appear as a fighter would, but carry no weapon. Do you happen to fight barehanded? ”
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“ No matter, then. It was a failure on the schedule prepared, no fault of Ms. Ravenwood's. ”
[ Although disappointed, the Duelist's attention was focused on the other's shifting eye color and the new offer. ]
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“I can provide demonstrations of magic taught at our academy, but the martial traditions… are currently on an excursion…”
“ No matter, then. It was a failure on the schedule prepared, no fault of Ms. Ravenwood's. ”
[ Although disappointed, the Duelist's attention was focused on the other's shifting eye color and the new offer. ]
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Today's lecturing was going well...
Today's lecturing was going well...
“ My approach was informal, your caution is well-placed. You've nothing to excuse. ”
[ Despite the air of judgement from her, the Duelist seemed gracious. Fiora stepped through the gate; her hands met behind her back as they clasped together. ]
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Realizing that she was leaving the guest outside as of yet, she moved to the gate and unlocked it, opening it for Fiora.
“My apologies, miss Ravenwood didn’t inform me of anything…” she said, motioning for Fiora to enter.
[ Fiora put a hand over her heart, her chin slightly raised as she'd addressed the other through the gate. ]
“ I am Fiora Laurent. I was summoned to witness swordplay drills. Such a duty is a favor I've owed to this estate for some time, now. ”
“ My approach was informal, your caution is well-placed. You've nothing to excuse. ”
[ Despite the air of judgement from her, the Duelist seemed gracious. Fiora stepped through the gate; her hands met behind her back as they clasped together. ]
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It's always the intermediate students that frustrate her the most. So confidently wrong.
No, you can not "pivot" from your narrow stance.
Good grief.
It's always the intermediate students that frustrate her the most. So confidently wrong.
No, you can not "pivot" from your narrow stance.
Good grief.
Classless.
Don't mind her.
Classless.
[ Fiora put a hand over her heart, her chin slightly raised as she'd addressed the other through the gate. ]
“ I am Fiora Laurent. I was summoned to witness swordplay drills. Such a duty is a favor I've owed to this estate for some time, now. ”
Heading out to the estate’s gates, Threyn would look at the woman on the other side.
“You wished to speak to a representative of house Ravenwood?”
She asked, a bit confused as they rarely got visitors at the door.
[ Fiora put a hand over her heart, her chin slightly raised as she'd addressed the other through the gate. ]
“ I am Fiora Laurent. I was summoned to witness swordplay drills. Such a duty is a favor I've owed to this estate for some time, now. ”
[ This was strange sight. Fiora looked at an another noble, with point ears...? There was a quirk of a brow as the Duelist gestured to herself. ]
“ I am Fiora of House Laurent and you are unfamiliar. Yet, you carry the look of importance. From where do you hail? ”
[ This was strange sight. Fiora looked at an another noble, with point ears...? There was a quirk of a brow as the Duelist gestured to herself. ]
“ I am Fiora of House Laurent and you are unfamiliar. Yet, you carry the look of importance. From where do you hail? ”
[ Fiora examined this one carefully; fixated on the bandaged face and bruised knuckles. The Duelist hummed in curiosity, something had bothered her. ]
“ You appear as a fighter would, but carry no weapon. Do you happen to fight barehanded? ”
[ Fiora examined this one carefully; fixated on the bandaged face and bruised knuckles. The Duelist hummed in curiosity, something had bothered her. ]
“ You appear as a fighter would, but carry no weapon. Do you happen to fight barehanded? ”