12-01-2011, 01:03 AM
Once more the girl leaped back. It was frustrating to have her sparring partner continually backing away. She'd wanted someone to fight against, not someone to chase down. Watching with hooded eyes Amy noted the lowering of ears. The girl had not expected injuries from it, and was warning her to slow down. With no reason to pursue again Amy herself backed up, checking the range. She wanted to make sure if the girl chose to move forward on an attack she was out of striking distance.
From there Amy pulled her daggers in. She positioned them loosely at her side, almost appearing as if she'd decided the female wasn't worth her effort. The position appeared to be full of openings. In reality, her hands were positioned to make quick work of an attacker. Attacks would be met by a swift block and a stab into the stomach. All of her moves held defense and offense, ready to take off at the slightest hint. She was an assassin after all, one trained to make quick work of their enemies and vulnerable to blows from trained fighters.
Attack:None
Defense: Draw back, hold daggers at ready
From there Amy pulled her daggers in. She positioned them loosely at her side, almost appearing as if she'd decided the female wasn't worth her effort. The position appeared to be full of openings. In reality, her hands were positioned to make quick work of an attacker. Attacks would be met by a swift block and a stab into the stomach. All of her moves held defense and offense, ready to take off at the slightest hint. She was an assassin after all, one trained to make quick work of their enemies and vulnerable to blows from trained fighters.
Attack:None
Defense: Draw back, hold daggers at ready