[janus' half-smile turns into a full one. they heft the weapon of their choice, a wooden sword that's not much larger than hers, and the same style. they stoop agilely then to loosen the laces on their shoes, take their feet out of them one by one. they then nudge them aside with a heel, and straighten. swing their sword, side to side, familiarizing themself with the weight and balance of it.
they come to a stop four meters from her, and then drop their tall frame into a front stance. one leg forward, the other back. their weight leaned slightly to the fore. they study the smile on her face in turn. she looks sharp enough to cut, wooden edges or no.]
wow that icon is beautimous shoves jace's face
they come to a stop four meters from her, and then drop their tall frame into a front stance. one leg forward, the other back. their weight leaned slightly to the fore. they study the smile on her face in turn. she looks sharp enough to cut, wooden edges or no.]
Did I get your name?