09-18-2012, 10:51 AM
Her stealth didn't work. She'd hoped that the movement would be too swift, catching him off guard. Unfortunately they knew each other's rhythms far too well. While it would have worked on another, he had been expecting it. Her blade struck against thin air as he twisted, circling off to try and slice through the tiny strap of her shirt. Baring her teeth Amy got out of the way, spinning back to gain more distance between them. A fight up close was only beneficial to someone who knew they outclassed the other.
Drawing her short sword Amy let her eyes draw over his body, taking in the strength of his frame, admiring every inch. The jeans were in the way, but of course they wouldn't be there for long. Switching weapons Amy winked, beckoning for him to come forwards. She was going to see him without the jeans, and without weapons very soon. Amy wouldn't be giving up so easily. True, she had more clothing on, but the shirt was made of much softer fabric than his jeans, and would take very little effort to remove. She had to keep focused.
Drawing her short sword Amy let her eyes draw over his body, taking in the strength of his frame, admiring every inch. The jeans were in the way, but of course they wouldn't be there for long. Switching weapons Amy winked, beckoning for him to come forwards. She was going to see him without the jeans, and without weapons very soon. Amy wouldn't be giving up so easily. True, she had more clothing on, but the shirt was made of much softer fabric than his jeans, and would take very little effort to remove. She had to keep focused.