Kisaragi
Myrmidon
Posts: 66
Affinity: Thunder
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OoC Alias: Nayru
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Post by Kisaragi on Jun 14, 2017 18:03:52 GMT -6
Another lunge eh? Well, not like she didn't use plenty of those herself. It was - nice to have someone else to spar with who didn't COMPLETELY outclass her, Kisaragi had to admit, Kyra was a bit less experienced but not that far behind. They were gonna have to fix Kyra's meekness, that much she was sure of, beyond that it would be the other girl's own journey to mastery of the blade. Kisaragi responded to the lunge with practiced precision, not a fancy block or overwhelming counterattack so much as a simple riposte, feeling the vibrations of the clashing blades traveling up her arms as Kyra pulled back for another swing. Much better follow up this time. She could tell that Kyra had actually planned for this; not from some mind reading bullcrap so much as just the relative sureness of the recovery, the follow-up. Excellent!
-Of course it would kinda suck to be de-legged so she had to block that, too, this time with less free time than the last. Kinda made it hard for her to counter strongly off of that. Bringing the sword down, perpendicular to Kyra's grinning over the clashing blades at her counterpart, Kisaragi shocked off to try to unbalance Kyra as well as give herself a moment of space in stepping back herself, then brought her own blade up, rotating it within her hand. A wide slash downward, about thirty degrees above the horizontal. Rapidly pulling back. Bringing it in directly, a piercing lunge of her own, aimed at the small of the chest between stomach and ribcage. So far she had only acted-reacted to Kyra's moves, and she was curious to see how the other swordsman reacted to being on the defensive if only for a moment. If she tried to retake momentum or fell back. Blocked, parried, or even took a hit. Not wise. But all possibilities.
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Kyra
Myrmidon
A girl from Lucerne trying to find her place in the world.
Posts: 104
Profession: Wanderer/Mercenary
Affiliation: Bern
Affinity: Dark
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Post by Kyra on Jun 14, 2017 19:20:03 GMT -6
Kyra was pleased with how her last attack panned out. Turns out she did manage to catch Kisaragi off guard, even if just for a split second. It was something, and that's all that mattered to her at that point. However, Kisaragi did manage to break away from her after blocking the slash toward the leg, and seemed to get more offensive as she started to do a return lunge towards Kyra, leading the tip of her blade straight towards her chest. If she didn't think quickly yet again, she'd be run through. Of course, she still hoped Kiaragi could stop her own momentum if need be. Regardless she prepared herself for the incoming attack.
Just as Kisaragi brought her blade towards her, Kyra swung her blade upward from a more relaxed arm position, holding both sword up in the air as she slid to the side, only then disengaging her blade from Kisaragi's own. She grinned a bit as she spoke for the first time in the last few moments, "So, how's that? Not quite as bad as earlier, huh?" Kyra was breathing quickly now, exhilarated by the adrenaline rush she was now getting. It felt... good. She felt like she could take on the world. She'd never been pressed this hard before, especially in training, aside from maybe a few instances that she could count on one hand. "Let's see how you handle this!" At that, Kyra tried something she'd never done before. Was it original? Yes. Was it going to be effective? Debatable, but she could care less in that moment. While bringing her sword towards Kisaragi's arm, she readied her leg to move around and kick the Sacaean in her own leg to hopefully knock her down, or at least off balance. However, she'd never tried forcefully kicking anyone during battle before, so it was more likely to blow up in her face than actually succeed.
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Kisaragi
Myrmidon
Posts: 66
Affinity: Thunder
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OoC Alias: Nayru
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Post by Kisaragi on Jun 17, 2017 0:41:05 GMT -6
Ah, so that was how it was gonna be. Witty repartee and fancy footwork as they dueled to the death! Er, minor injury, and hopefully not even that, but it was the - you know, the spirit of the thing, right? Kisaragi was typically more of the silent but deadly variety, like a fart in the wind, actually no that was a HORRIBLE comparison what the hell brain. Ugh. The Sacaen felt like she had just lost all the honor she had ever accumulated. But she couldn't give up the fight too, dammit, she had SOME self respect left!
"Not bad," she agreed to Kyra's question, stepping back to right her stance and bring the blade back for the next exchange. At least Kyra was doing her best now, hopefully feeling a little more comfortable with the naked steel. Another swing. Kyra was really big on the whole disARMing idea it seemed. Heh. Hehehe. Kisaragi grinned at how terrible the joke was, but she had more important things to worry about as Kyra's blade came to occupy her sword, the other girl moving into her personal bubble which was unexpected and interesting. Expecting another trick with the sword, Kisaragi was a little more focused on that and didn't see the foot coming until too late to completely negate it. To be fair, she WAS kinda big on footwork so it wasn't like it was just gonna send her down instantly, but she didn't have time to minimize it.
So Kisaragi was forced to take a step backward to move with the kick, her grin dimming a bit as it still hit her right shin, but the backward motion seriously dampened the blow... to the shin anyways, not her pride. That was a bit of a lost cause. This whole Bern trip just seemed to be one long running joke. Anyways. Close in fighting wasn't exactly her, uh, forte, but unfortunately the Sacaen was not known for her calmly even headed reactions, so pushing back as hard as she could on the other girl's sword she stepped back into Kyra, trying to off balance the other girl and push away her sword enough that Kisaragi could bring the hilt of her own around to hammer it into Kyra's shoulder and disarm her. Admittedly not exactly the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but hey, she could do rough too dammit.
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Kyra
Myrmidon
A girl from Lucerne trying to find her place in the world.
Posts: 104
Profession: Wanderer/Mercenary
Affiliation: Bern
Affinity: Dark
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Post by Kyra on Jun 17, 2017 2:48:26 GMT -6
Kyra was filled with a small sense of pride when Kisaragi reaffirmed that she was actually doing pretty well now. However, that didn't mean she'd win the sparring match. In fact, she doubted she could even hold out much longer, as she'd spent a lot of her energy charging toward her opponent or trying to perform a couple fancy tricks that admittedly probably weren't worth it in the long run if it was costing her endurance and concentration. Blinking a few times as she tried to focus through her exhaustion, she made a poor attempt at fighting against Kisaragi's push forward, and she felt the hilt of the Sacaean's sword hitting against her arm a few times, causing her to flinch just enough to start losing her balance, and everything fell apart from there.
Barely able to stand now, partially from being somewhat tired now, but also exhausted from the intensity of the sparring, Kyra slowly took a few steps back from Kisaragi and put her sword away, throwing both hands up in the air in surrender. Catching her breath first, she started to speak, "O-okay... I'm done now. I.. I can't go anymore, it's just too much. Go ahead and call me weak or something if you want, but I think I've reached my limit for now. I need to go sit down, I think..." At that, Kyra went to the nearest tree, sitting on the ground and leaning her back against the large trunk, taking deep breaths and trying to get her heart rate back to normal, along with more oxygen in her system, as she was feeling a bit lightheaded now, and it definitely showed.
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Kisaragi
Myrmidon
Posts: 66
Affinity: Thunder
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Post by Kisaragi on Jun 19, 2017 18:54:33 GMT -6
It didn't take long for the momentary ire filling her to simmer down a bit, and Kyra's pained expression quickly reminded Kisaragi that she had in fact just been a giant thingy by getting carried away. Even if, yeah, Kyra had started it with the foot sweep, it was still her fault for reacting and escalating the melee fracas. And yes, it could be taken as training - an example of how to deal with close in fighting without a sword - but the truth was simply that she had acted out of emotion rather than rational thought. As she had after the arena, as she had time and time again. The more she traveled and acted, the more Kisaragi realized that she DID have the anger issues her father had accused her of. Her emotions ruled her far too often rather than the other way around; ironic given her usual focus on intensely precise physical control but no less of a problem.
Sure, she had "won" the fight... that wasn't supposed to be a fight in the first place. But really, the Sacaen just felt like a bully. The original idea had been to help Kyra, not to beat her around and show how far she still had to go. Dammit. Kisaragi swallowed her ire and her feeling sorry for herself together, rotating her blade to sheath it as a tacit admission of Kyra's words while trying to find her own. "I apologize. I... got carried away." And what would have happened if she did that in the arena and had actually beheaded Aria? What if she had pushed the fight against Kyra just a little too hard? Father was right, she did lack control. She just didn't know what to do about it. She couldn't NOT feel things.
"You did well though," Kisaragi added by way of trying to be a little more... helpful, or at least optimistic.
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Kyra
Myrmidon
A girl from Lucerne trying to find her place in the world.
Posts: 104
Profession: Wanderer/Mercenary
Affiliation: Bern
Affinity: Dark
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Post by Kyra on Jun 19, 2017 22:09:46 GMT -6
Kyra was still a bit downtrodden for having given up so easily, at least from her own perspective. At least Kisaragi seemed to be trying to make her feel better. "Oh, don't worry about it, Kisaragi. I accept your apology. And I don't mind all that much if you got a bit carried away. I'm sure you were fighting just like you normally would, and wouldn't that be more helpful to learn from anyway? Even if it did bang me up pretty bad.." At that, Kyra started to rub her hand on some of the bruised parts she was now noticing more so.
When Kisaragi complimented Kyra's abilities, she blushed a bit and looked at the ground. "Y-you really think I did well? I don't know that I'd call what I did stellar or anything.. How can you tell I did well? I basically flopped in the beginning and end, and maybe did okay at best in between." As Kyra continued to talk to Kisaragi, she noticed that something seemed to be bothering her, but couldn't tell exactly what. "Hey, uh, Kisaragi? You seem.. bothered. Is something the matter? I, uh.. I know you just met me, but you can feel free to talk to me about more personal stuff if you feel like you need to."
As she awaited Kisaragi's response, if any, Kyra scooted a bit closer, away from the tree she'd been leaning on, but not too much, mainly just in case Kisaragi needed to cry or something, like when Lunie started opening up about things back when they first met outside Lucerne. Granted, Kisaragi didn't seem like the crying type, but looks could be deceiving at times.
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Kisaragi
Myrmidon
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Affinity: Thunder
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Post by Kisaragi on Jun 21, 2017 15:51:23 GMT -6
Kisaragi stared silently at Kyra for a moment as the other swordswoman disparaged herself. It... actually kinda bothered her. She wasn't Kyra's friend or anything, at least Kisaragi didn't see it that way, not that she would know a NORMAL friend if they kicked her in the face and announced it loudly. So she didn't see it as just being defensive of someone she liked or whatever. But that Kyra didn't see it at all. She only saw her failure and not what she had accomplished. It was... well, it was too familiar, that was the problem. It was always a struggle for her to not dwell on her own failures, and the Sacaen didn't want to see Kyra follow that path too. "...You fought. Even when you were scared, even when you thought you were outmatched, even when your early ideas failed, even when it seemed impossible to win. It's not only what you do. It's why you do it." Of course, Kyra HAD given up in the end. When her body had failed her, anyways. It wasn't a single minded blind determination, for better or for worse. But it was something. And probably a lot smarter than blind stubbornness. Not that Kisaragi would know.
She was feeling a bit silly standing around while Kyra chillaxed though, so after a moment the smol Sacaen trudged over to where the other swordsman was sitting and plopped her butt down against the tree as well. Was almost a bit nostalgic. Most of the time when that naginata-wielding bitch served her up her ass on a silver platter, OR VICE VERSA THAT HAPPENED TOO, they ended up carrying each other out or just using each other as pillows. Bony... pillows, on account of Kisaragi being about as curvy as - actually she didn't want to think about that. She was probably just a, you know, a late bloomer.
Aaaaaaanyways.
"Ah, I'm fine." The lie didn't bother her as much as the truth, if she was to be honest with herself. "Just thinking about what I could learn from that." Which was also true, but not the whole story. She just... wasn't equipped to do this emotions stuff with people. Never had been, probably never would be. "And I guess remembering past spars. I, uh, I fought a lot of people who were way better than me. Brings back memories. ...Is there anyone you're trying to surpass, Kyra?"
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Kyra
Myrmidon
A girl from Lucerne trying to find her place in the world.
Posts: 104
Profession: Wanderer/Mercenary
Affiliation: Bern
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Post by Kyra on Jun 21, 2017 20:59:22 GMT -6
Is there anyone I'm trying to surpass? Huh.. I'd never thought of it from that angle.. Is there anyone I'm actually trying to beat or be stronger than? Hmm...
"Well, um.. There isn't any like, rival or anything for me, if that's what you're getting at. Nobody that I regularly test my mettle against to see who's grown more. I guess you could maybe say I'd like to surpass my father, maybe not necessarily in terms of pure might and strength, but in deeds. I'd like to help as many as I can, and travel Elibe once I'm strong enough, and do what my father did, but I'll have the added bonus of not being restricted to the Bernese military. I'd be able to theoretically go wherever I wanted, but I know I'm too weak for that now. I've been trying to stay inside Bern's borders, but I know I can't stay here forever. Someday I'm going to go beyond my own nation, and I suppose only the gods know what will happen then."
At this point, Kyra almost looked like she had a wondrous gleam in her eyes, one of life and potential. Once she realized she was now rambling to the extreme, she shrunk back a bit, turning slightly to see Kisaragi a bit better, and said, "What about you? You seem like you'd probably have tons of rivals, and a million people you'd love to be stronger than. M-maybe not, but you sorta give off that vibe.. especially back in the arena."
Kyra felt it was nice to just unwind like this, talking about each other's ambitions beneath the starlit sky, leaning up against the tree. Kyra could feel herself getting tired and leaning to the side a bit, but was trying to will herself to stay awake, making sure she could hear Kisaragi's response.
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Kisaragi
Myrmidon
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Post by Kisaragi on Jun 21, 2017 22:04:56 GMT -6
"You know, I can feel that." Kisaragi spoke straightforwardly and simply as she nodded, agreeing with Kyra's sentiment. "Reminds me of what Sieg said yesterday, as well. Wanting to fight and find your place without joining the army." The Sacaen chuckled as she leaned back against the tree, feeling a little more comfortable as the subject turned to girl talk. Granted she was also very comfortable with sword talk, but this was less likely to end with her bleeding to death. Which would be bad. "Nothin' against folks that do join the army. World needs all kinds, and well, worse ways to go than giving your life for your country. It's just not me." Yeah that didn't sound incredibly selfish and dismissive or anything. Crikey how the hell did you even say that? I'm like, my own person, man. She sounded like a 16 year old girl.
Hmm.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. I... want to be better than Father as well. In my own way. Not just his heir, you know?" Kisaragi frowned a little, rethinking the wording of that one. "There's... another girl I have to surpass as well.though I think... I'm trying to beat my own impression of them, and not the real thing? Or something. I dunno." That had kinda started off as something super wise and deep, but she didn't really know where it was going. How could you fight something that didn't exist anyways? "That's kinda why I asked you about your thing, I think. Makes me feel like I'm a little less crazy at least."
Ugh, arena. #1 on the list of things she didn't want to think about. "I dunno if you could call it rivalry really. I just really wanted to win in the arena. And Aria was in the way. I still have to apologize for cutting her cape, though."
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Kyra
Myrmidon
A girl from Lucerne trying to find her place in the world.
Posts: 104
Profession: Wanderer/Mercenary
Affiliation: Bern
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Post by Kyra on Jun 22, 2017 0:47:57 GMT -6
Kyra felt she was really enjoying herself, just leaning against the tree, listening to Kisaragi talk about also wanting to outmatch her own father, and how she sorta had a rivalry with someone else. "You know, Kisaragi, I think it's kinda funny how you stormed off from the arena earlier, but now you just wanna apologize for cape damage, heheh... You know.. I had fun sparring with you, but it's also been just as fun being able to just sit here and, you know, just.. talk.." Kyra then drifted off as her eyes closed, and she quickly dropped into slumber without even intending to.
A few moments later, likely under Kisaragi's obvious notice, Kyra shot back awake, sitting up from her position leaned against Kisaragi's arm, her contact with it perhaps being what woke her up in the first place. Suddenly, Kyra became extremely flustered and tried to apologize to Kisaragi. "Oh gods.. I-I'm so sorry! This is so awkward.. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you... both figuratively and, well, literally.. I, uh, guess I'm more exhausted than I realized... I-I wasn't.. Was I asleep for long..? Ugghh.. this has never happened before to me... I guess it's a sign we should maybe start to head back to town. I mean, if I'm tired, you must be even more so, What with your arena battle and all, coupled with the sparring we just did."
Gods, you blew it Kyra. You just haaad to go and fall asleep right next to her and make things super awkward! Oh well, at least if we go back to town now, I won't have to see her anymore if she hates me or something. Oh, what am I saying? Maybe it isn't that bad...
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Kisaragi
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Post by Kisaragi on Jun 22, 2017 14:55:58 GMT -6
Yeah. It was 'funny' how she stormed off from the arena. Kisaragi bit back a snarky response as she was reminded about how bullshit that all was, but when Kyra slumped over like a sack of lumpy potatoes she realized pretty quick that her rapier wit would be wasted entirely on the unconscious young lady. Kinda took all the fun out of sass and vinegar when you didn't get a reaction out of it. On the bright side, she had a lot of experience with unconscious women laying on he-WOW that sounded wrong. She had experience with a friend, who was female, falling asleep on her, and vice versa, while fully clothed and in no way improper intentions. Okay, yeah, that sounded better. On the downside if her arm fell asleep thanks to Kyra's head she was gonna slap a hoe.
Thankfully Kyra woke up pretty fast and saved herself a friendly beating. Even had the decency to be ashamed of herself! Kisaragi didn't actually mind but it was nice to see a little regret at least. Rotating her shoulder within the cuff to ensure she still had her mobility, she smiled at Kyra. "S'fine, I accepted my fate as a human pillow long ago. You were just out for a few minutes anyway. But if you are that tired, you should probably head back." She was, admittedly, a bit tired herself as well. Between the arena fight, the bar brawl with Siegmund, and now this, along with all the bloody walking, she could do with some rest. But at the same time, Kisaragi didn't much like the idea of giving up just 'cuz she was tired. She'd pushed herself harder before. For better or for worse, admittedly, was questionable. "It was nice meeting you, Kyra. Maybe we'll run into each other again one of these days."
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