Jol jol! [ Gold finds Soft Steel's description fascinating. You can tell when Trainer's mad? It took him forever to get the hang of that, and even now he isn't sure sometimes. You're almost as good as Trainer's Trainer! That's impressive.
The Trainer in question, however, smirks at Right's "acting". In this regard, he's perfect for this troupe. Nothing is too much for the kind of absurd scripts they end up using. He'll be useful. ]
You'll do. [ And then, suddenly, in comes her sword - real force, real technique. She'll try to flick her wrist around his, disarming him by catching the hilt of his weapon on hers. Reflexes. Always practice the reflexes.
Besides, hey, if he holds onto his sword after she earnestly tried to knock it away, she'll really want him on her team. ]
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The Trainer in question, however, smirks at Right's "acting". In this regard, he's perfect for this troupe. Nothing is too much for the kind of absurd scripts they end up using. He'll be useful. ]
You'll do. [ And then, suddenly, in comes her sword - real force, real technique. She'll try to flick her wrist around his, disarming him by catching the hilt of his weapon on hers. Reflexes. Always practice the reflexes.
Besides, hey, if he holds onto his sword after she earnestly tried to knock it away, she'll really want him on her team. ]