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drinkuntilidie) wrote2011-05-15 07:05 pm
drinkuntilidie) wrote2011-05-15 07:05 pm
06 [Audio//Commentlog]
[Kevas sits in the training examining a number of weapons he found in the armory, a variety of swords mostly of varying sizes. All of them are blunted, but in the right hands they can still be useful weapons. Shaka stands in the background watching him as he gives each sword some test swings with her cold eyes.
After he's done with each sword he lies them down in a row and grabs his journal.]
We be havin' any mons here dat would call demselves a swordsmon?
[He pauses to think for a moment before speaking again.]
Any mons wid hand-to-hand combat experience would be a help too.
[After that he sets his journal aside and goes back to examining the weapons he's gathered. Shaka, growing increasingly bored, decides to bask in the sun.]
After he's done with each sword he lies them down in a row and grabs his journal.]
We be havin' any mons here dat would call demselves a swordsmon?
[He pauses to think for a moment before speaking again.]
Any mons wid hand-to-hand combat experience would be a help too.
[After that he sets his journal aside and goes back to examining the weapons he's gathered. Shaka, growing increasingly bored, decides to bask in the sun.]
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[Well it's more like a giant ass katana. But semantics.]
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I've trained most of my life with a sword. Do I qualify?
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I can do that.
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