014 - And he saw neither sun nor moon / But heard the roaring of the sea

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Aniki is not in a particularly good mood, it seems. She's staring into space, sitting on a rail of the wooden fence that circles the packed-dirt practice yard she's towed along with her to the plane. There's training equipment of various kinds slung over the fence--wooden swords and leather belts and scabbards, harnesses, weights.]

[She has a shapeless brown bag thrown over her shoulder and seems to be stroking its contents. A little furry brown-gray kitty head pokes up for a moment and disappears again.]

Oh, now, Laddiebuck. It's not that scary.

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[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

What do I what? [Examining the straps of one of the harnesses]

[mercwamouth]

[In a very faux proper kind of way] *ahem* How much weight can you bench press?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Lad, are you asking me how much weight I can handle?

[mercwamouth]

I guess if you wanna talk turkey, yeah.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

I'm not a showman, a boxer or a wrestler. I don't lift. I train with about seventy-five pounds on, all told, though I can to more or less as I need to and as my training does.

[mercwamouth]

So you're more about agility and stamina, eh?

I like that in a woman.

What kinda sword styles you use?