[ he brightens at the comparison. exactly! ] It is never the same twice. Every martial artist has their own unique style. Every blade swings a little differently than another. It is an art, in and of its own right, one created and changed by humans. One that is never perfect.
at the end, he claps, very politely. it was cute to watch... ] How lovely, Miss Rika! You're very graceful. [ and then hops to his feet, feng xin in his hand as if it was just a stick. ready to learn. ]
Alright - let's see... Show me the first part again, very slowly.
[ and this time, he will carefully imitate the steps, moving along them with swings of the black blade, following the motions of the dance itself, so sword and sheath move in twain. ]
[ he pauses on a particular move - and then shifts, quickly, turning his weight and slicing with the sword. it makes a shing! noise, the blade cutting through the air with speed. another move after that; another, another, and then he returns to the dance itself, grinning like a kid in a candy store. ]
We'd simply have to combine it, is all. Blend it together and help it grow.
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very pretty! ]
It's like games. There are bunch of different ways to play them. And how things go will change based on every little decision that both sides make!
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[ he brightens at the comparison. exactly! ] It is never the same twice. Every martial artist has their own unique style. Every blade swings a little differently than another. It is an art, in and of its own right, one created and changed by humans. One that is never perfect.
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[ xie lian loves
swords
so much ]
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[ and rika loves
games!! ]
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Ah, you understand me perfectly, Miss Rika! I'm glad.
Will you show me, this dance of yours if you can? We could create a whole style of swordfighting. The Rika Style!
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Sometimes I still make mistakes, but I'll do my best.
[ and then performs a careful dance, using the sheath in place of the hoe. ]
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at the end, he claps, very politely. it was cute to watch... ] How lovely, Miss Rika! You're very graceful. [ and then hops to his feet, feng xin in his hand as if it was just a stick. ready to learn. ]
Alright - let's see... Show me the first part again, very slowly.
[ and this time, he will carefully imitate the steps, moving along them with swings of the black blade, following the motions of the dance itself, so sword and sheath move in twain. ]
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It's pretty. But it doesn't seem like something that could be used in a sword fight...
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[ he pauses on a particular move - and then shifts, quickly, turning his weight and slicing with the sword. it makes a shing! noise, the blade cutting through the air with speed. another move after that; another, another, and then he returns to the dance itself, grinning like a kid in a candy store. ]
We'd simply have to combine it, is all. Blend it together and help it grow.
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anyway rika watches, in general awe! sword fighting is cool... ]
That makes it sound like cooking.