Her sword hung low by her side, waiting for an opportunity to strike. As she appraised her opponent, he hefted his weapon to his shoulder, a dangerous glint in his eye. The man, a narrow-eyed axewielder wearing thick gloves, stared at her face, studying her. Suddenly, muscles tightened, the swordfighter watching carefully; he threw his weapon over his shoulder, then leapt into the air -- he swung, his weapon crashing down on his enemy's head--
The woman smirked, leaning backwards as the axe meant for her head swung through the air just in front of her. Her smile widened as the axefighter retreated, wary of any counterattacks. She knew now, though, that he was no match for her; too clumsy, too slow. With such a poor weapon.
As her opponent watched, desperately trying to predict her next move, she acted -- she knew he could do nothing. Throwing her body backwards, she did a swift backflip, then crouched, holding her blade close to her. She threw her arm back, then jumped -- spinning through the air, she swung her weapon in midair, neatly slicing into her opponents' leg. Watching him fade into nothingness in a flash of yellow light, she let out a short chuckle.
"Perhaps you should've brought a lance."
Saturday, November 10, 2007
A Study Of Fire Emblem Mechanics
Thermobarically ignited by Maraj to the temperature of 20:48
Submunitions include 'fanfiction', video-games, womons
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As a slightly disturbing side-note, the woman was male when I started writing this at school, but I changed it when I typed it up because I needed more pronouns.
Moral: gender-swapping for ease of communication is totally cool? Perhaps.
See, this is why I use names. They're really useful! Try some today.
I specifically wrote it without names. I didn't really want characters, just actions.
But Nick does have experience in blog posting.
I'm not entirely sure how blog posting in particular is relevant, but you're right, he does have more writing experience than me.
No matter.
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