[ Amber eyes blink - they're too experienced, too lacking in naivete not to recognize an honorable gesture when offered. He accepts it as graciously as an Amicitia can, with a bright smile and nod for his sportsmanlike behavior. Grunts as he hoists himself up and yanks his greatsword from the broken stone beneath him and rests its weight on his broad shoulders. ]
Thanks.
[ There's a brief huff of amusement, just breathless enough to resound to any swordsman worth his salt like a man struggling to hide the fact he's catching his breath. ]
That kind of formality makes me feel self-conscious. [ He eyes that chokuto again with a smile that, despite the vigilance and wariness that draws his attention to them, never loses that smile at all. It reaches his eyes even if he's still watchful, careful. There's a joy in this he's found, the kind found in a man who has accepted his role in life and embraced it. ]
...Best two out of three then?
[ He throws his weight out in front of him in another charge, blade at the ready to lunge. He's not going to keep you waiting for that thrust, Sasuke. ]
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Thanks.
[ There's a brief huff of amusement, just breathless enough to resound to any swordsman worth his salt like a man struggling to hide the fact he's catching his breath. ]
That kind of formality makes me feel self-conscious. [ He eyes that chokuto again with a smile that, despite the vigilance and wariness that draws his attention to them, never loses that smile at all. It reaches his eyes even if he's still watchful, careful. There's a joy in this he's found, the kind found in a man who has accepted his role in life and embraced it. ]
...Best two out of three then?
[ He throws his weight out in front of him in another charge, blade at the ready to lunge. He's not going to keep you waiting for that thrust, Sasuke. ]