Post #2701856 in Synchroneity, a roleplay on RPG

(Collab post with DeathScythe386)

The soldiers fought intensely, treating the small match like it was a match to the death. Both were using blunts but even blunts are made of steel which can hurt whoever is on the receiving end of the blow. Riese was mostly inflicting hard and heavy blows with her weapon while Éamon primarily dealt with countering and looking for the right opportunity to strike. An overhead attack by Riese afforded him the opportunity to block the attack with both sword and dagger--dagger on top, sword on the bottom. Having warded the blow, Éamon immediately slid out the longer weapon and went for a quick thrust to Riese's chest.

"Good play." Riese complimented the Divo as she wiped some sweat off her forehead. Éamon just smiled and flashed her the welcome gesture with both weapons at the side. Seeing this, Riese immediately moves in a lot more aggressively than the last cycle. Blows were exchanged until finally, Riese manages to knock Éamon's dagger out of his hand. Smiling, she goes in for a thrust but Éamon used his free hand to coil around the blade and take it by the guard. Having stopped it, he goes in for the kill by aiming his sword's pommel at Riese's face but Riese just shifted her body to side and ducked low. She then proceeds to elbow Éamon right at the face, knocking him down. The whole thing happened in just a span of a few seconds.

"OW!!!" The younger male cried out as he fell to the ground, reeling from the blow. Still, he was able to manage a laugh. "Oooowww"

"Well..." Riese sighed. "I guess that's enough exercise for you today. I'm quite bushed as well."

"Haha!!! I might have to take you up on that offer~" Éamon laughed as he picked himself and his blunts up. "Thought I had it--what gave me away?"

"The blade Éamon. You should've gone with the blade. I'm not wearing a helmet anyway." Riese explains his mistake.

"I thought we were simulating armored fighting?"

"If we were, I wouldn't have counted your blow a few seconds ago as a win you know?" Riese explained.

"Makes sense." As he dusted his practice weapons off, he saw a couple of familiar faces headed their way. One was the knight Elias Gascoigne--it was difficult to mistake his trademark visor. And the other was--

"You wouldn't mind if someone else fought in the same area, now would you?" Sir Elias calls out to the two, dragging along Victoria with him.

"I'm done here." Riese puts a hand up. "Not sure about my apprentice..."

"I can still go a couple of rounds. No problem." Éamon answered back as he retook his usual guard stance while Riese exits the area. He hadn't fought with Victoria before so it may prove to be an eye-opener.

"Elias-- seriously?" "I mean it." Taking a cursory glance at the knight's stance, Victoria winced; he had that typical, intimidating, arms-crossed-over-chest stance and she knew he meant business. Still, it wasn't everyday she got to fight with a comrade, much less someone like Éamon.

She looked around the room, particularly the weapon rack. Blunt longswords, wooden ones, and-- a particular weapon caught her eye.
Walking over, she hefted a wooden waster, noting with a small grimace that the handle seemed like it was too big for one hand but too short for both. It was as good as anything though; not like she had mastered the weapon in any case.

Walking over so that she was a safe distance away from the other Divo, she recalled the stance Elias taught her and moved into it- taking on a simple guard stance and heaving a breath she realized she had been holding in for a while.
"Alright--ready."

"A bastard--a hand-and-half...well then--" Seeing Victoria's choice of weapon, Éamon immediately replaced his with the wooden waster Riese was using earlier. Its handle was a bit longer than the one his adversary used but otherwise, the blade lengths were the same. Taking up his usual "ox" stance, he cautiously closed in on his adversary, keeping both eyes trained on her. "Good sir, would you mind giving the signal?" He asks of the knight sent to bear witness.

"Heh! Alright--" Elias raised a hand, looking at the two now facing each other on the field. With a sharp motion, he brought down his hand. "Begin!"

Quickening her steps, Victoria struck out with her weapon, aiming for a quick cut downwards at her opponent's torso. Éamon immediately takes a single step back and extends his right arm in order to parry Victoria's cut as he aimed for a quick thrust to her head. Seeing the blade, Victoria shifted her weapon left to attempt to slide it down her opponent's blade. Seeing it, Éamon immediately twisted his own sword, stopping the incoming blow with the crossguard before batting the blade away. She stepped back to put some safe distance between them, keeping her eyes trained on the other.

"So far, so good." Éamon compliments his younger and smaller adversary as he encircled her with his waster raised again in the standard ox. With a sudden start, he puts his right foot forward and goes for a low thrust to Victoria's abdomen. Victoria quickly dodged to the right, going for another overhead cut. Éamon catches wind of this as he shifted his body to the right, intercepting Victoria's waster in mid-cut and knocking it off her hand. However, Victoria quickly raised her knee and slammed it near Éamon's wrist, disarming his weapon as well. With their moves, both combatants were now unarmed.

"Ooohh~ Guess I have to concede this round." Éamon raises both hands laughing. "I don't think I can take you on unarmed...unless I had gloves on which I don't."

"Haha-- guess my reflexes are better at unarmed combat than when I have a weapon." The sound of clapping drew her attention as Elias let out a hearty laugh.
"Good show, you two. You've improved a lot since you first started training!"

"Thanks to Riese I suppose." Instinctively, he wraps an arm around Victoria's shoulder after putting back the practice weapons in their rack. "So how about it Vicky? How about we hop on to the market, see if the others are still there. I think I need a new saddle anyway. You don't mind do you, sir?"

"I certainly don't. I have some duties to attend to anyway, You two go on and catch up to the others then." With those words, Elias left the room. Victoria took a curious glance at her companion. "Saddle? What happened to your old one?"

"Nothing. Think it's just--high time I get a new one." Éamon just grunted. "Come on, let's go!"

The two stragglers reached the marketplace soon enough. And of course, once the people had caught wind that five of the six heroes have arrived, the gay cavalcade that followed shortly never seemed to end. Despite the adoration from the crowd, the crowd was pretty respectful. They didn't flock to them or get in their way. Still--they sure made quite an audience.

"You don't see this many people even on an April Fair!" Victoria remarked as some of the women blushed and whispered upon their passing. Whether they were whispering about the taller man beside her or Victoria herself or both, she had no way to tell.

"I'll give it to Rapsodía--word sure gets out fast." Likewise, Éamon still felt some degree of elation upon being seen as a hero. People from several cultures always favored saviors after all.

"Make way!"

Turning away from the topic of the dashing saviors for a moment, the crowd's attention was caught by a procession of horses and soldiers led by Riese making their way past the village gates, binging great wagons of what Éamon knew was his "special order". Riese gave the guards a nod as she passed through the paved road of the city, past the stalls and the gate into the long road ahead.

"That was Riese wasn't it? Where's she heading?" Victoria asked, puzzled by this occurrence.

"Maybe another errand." Éamon replied, smiling to himself. "Even at a time of peace, soldiers sure loved keeping busy. Oh! There they are!"

The passing of the men-at-arms have broken up the crowd somewhat, allowing the Divo and Diva to catch glimpse of their colleagues. The Head Commander appears to have joined them as well. Both him and Kohaku left shortly afterwards though.

"Sight to see even with a storm on our backs--you guys finding what you need?" Éamon immediately greeted the other two. "All that's left is for Ari to show up. I kind of want to invite you guys over to that o'l watering hole you know? The one with that serves a pint of beer at half the cost on Wednesdays? The Stallion, I believe is the name. Life's short, Iremia's around three days from here so--let's do half a day of drinking!"

"Uh...what about, you know? Your saddle?"

"We can get that later. After we drink."

Victoria sighed. Éamon tends to get too comfortable at the best of times.

Snippet #2701856

located in Rapsodía, a part of Synchroneity, one of the many universes on RPG.

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