Arthur walked into the arena and noticed a few warriors here or there but he paid them no mind he was not here to converse he was here to become stronger better it was his life training to be the best going from fight to fight never giving in for a second. He went to a secluded part of the field and laid his long sword down on the ground for it was not good to start of with out first warming up. He took off his shirt his muscles glistening in the sun. He stretched a little then started to a regime of movements so as not to stretch any limbs or things out of place. After about ten minutes Arthur picked up his sword and took it in hand. He then sighted down the blade running his fingers down the cold sharp steel. He then said," Time for us to dance once more my blade".

He then started moving through several complex forms and regimes as if fighting invisible opponents. He moved faster and faster after each opponent fell only stopping to analyze the pretend situation. After about 20 minutes of that he began to more complex moves and regimes to strengthen his endurance and speed and skill with the blade. He then noticed a few warriors watching but paid them no mind a true warrior was always concentrating on the battle at hand and could not be pressured to notice other things. His mind was always on the opponent’s moves, and flaws in battle.


(Make me push myself okay)

Vivianne cracked her back, a ripple of dense muscle flowing over the entire girl. This, however, was invisible. Her body was covered in the folds of a tight-fitting dress, with no shoulders nor sleeves to speak of. The dress itself was secured by a triangular section of cloth that wrapped around her neck at its end. Her dress's skirt was short and slitted at the side for maximum mobility. This was all because Vivianne really, really hated pants, and so she was a dressed up blue-blur bringing a five-foot long katana through the air at immense speeds.

She paused, and brought her eyes upon a half-dragon. Well, he was armed at the least, so she could at least surprise him with some impromptu one on one. May giggled as she watched Vivianne move to the half dragon, her great steely head poking in through one of the windows of the facility.

"Vivicakes, are you going to beat him up?" May inquired. Vivianne paused in her walk and stared at her companion. She always knew the dragon's head wasn't properly placed, but every once and a while the dragon threw out something that spun Vivianne's mind.

"Uh, yes, Lady May." Vivi replied. Her dragon was all too curious for someone her age. The girl in blue, however, shrugged off the comments and pointed her katana at the half dragon.

"I challenge you to an honorable non-lethal duel." Vivianne stated. She smiled, curving coppery cheeks and lips into a sarcastic look that belied the formalities of what she had just said.

The naiad adjusted her legs, spreading them apart for a proper bracing position, and brought up Lady Luck. The blade caught the slightest rays of sunlight, revealing the slight and archaic designs inlaid into the blade's divine steel.

(/learned long ago not to bother with length when it comes to fighting posts)

(Alright then)


As Arthur moved through the delicate forms he flet a woman eyes on his back as he worked and he heard a voice as well. She was challeneing him. Arthur stopped moving and looked at her. She was pretty but that did not hide what he saw. She seemed to have seen many battles probably as much or more than him. She had the physigue of a swordswoman and held the blade as if it belonged there as if it was apart of her.

Arthur nodded and said," I accept it, a few minor thigns though, no below the belt hits for both of us". Arthur then smiled at her and removed any exccess wieght off only leaving the Armor of Blood shed on. HE never took it off not even for practice. If one was to fight in Armor he had to get used to the wieght. Besides this might be a good chance to test his limits if the girl looked as good as she seemed. Arthur unsheathed the sword of his back its blade glew in the daylight the intricate desgins proving its divine make.

Arthur put the shiled down though he didn't want to use it. HE wanted to see how good she was first. HE then stepped into the circle and then said," Shalle we begin". With that Arthru began spinning the blade in a circle motion makign it blur ofcourse it would appear like that to ay opponent. Arthur then moved in and started for a strike to the thigh with flat of his blade.

(Author's Note: Vivi is a pretentious and hateful little noble girl, the author does not hate you, although Vivi might think of you as sword-fodder.)

Vivianne was wholly prepared for this. Her muscles relaxed, and her brown eyes began to scan his every move. Her mind hurtled through its first plan, knowing that he was still wearing his armor much like any good coward. His first move was absolutely foolish, and she could nearly taste the rookie coming off of him in torrents. Her eyes narrowed to slits.

"Sir, If I was a real opponent, you'd be dead. Please stop the spinning and strike me." The naiad stated. Her eyes opened once again as the blade came hurtling in, and as she stepped backwards she parried it away. Then she realized it hadn't felt proper, and observed the position of the blade itself. This man would kill himself if he kept this foolery up.

"Now, since I'm assuming this is about to turn into a lesson and I was quite silly assuming you had any sort of true skill, good sir, I'm going to explain to you why that was a bad idea if you'd listen to me. The flat of your blade is the weakest point. Now, most of the time when a strike like that lands on a blade, it snaps. You always parry and strike with the edge of your blade, and if you must practice, use the reverse, blunt side of your blade. Remember, I've practically been able to kill you twice thus far." Vivianne explained. May chuckled, a great, deep noise from her position, and licked at the air.

"You get him, Miss Vivianne." The dragon roared. This came at the exact moment Vivianne did move. Her blade disengaged from his, as she twirled back so as to be seven feet from him. The first slash came during the twirl, the blade close to her body so as to limit its reach, and also his ability to smack it with his own blade. The second came at the end of her twirl, at the optimal point for an attack with such a long weapon.

The blade's tip hurtled by, ready to cross from shoulder to shoulder, rending open armor as it went across his upper torso. After the blow, Vivianne smiled ever so slightly. Sometimes, it felt good to thrash someone weaker than yourself.

Arthur was not suprsied that she parried his blow the blade shook and he knew he had made a mistake. One that could have cost him in a real battle. Obviosuly the girl thought him a rookie. He wasn't but she was no dragon either. He was not use to facing women and he had not wanted to hrut her. As she taunted him Arthur only smiled. Obviously he woould need everythign for this battle.

The she attacked. It was fast even for Arthrus eyes. The first strike cut open a peice of his armor the other sliced open a bit more. He was a bit suprised the blade had not shook as it normally would have. Obviously he had underestimatted her. Arthur looked at her slightly and said," You said no lethal blows, so I struck with the flat, it maybe the weakest part, but this is no ordinary blade, I am sure you have heard of the Longsword of Blood Shed".

Arthur looked at the nicks and decided it coudl repaired later but maybe it had not been wise to wear it. Arthru did however remove only the helmet. He threw it aside and smiled. HE then said," It seems I underestimated you, but I will not do so again". THis time he did not spin his blade. He drew it back in a mid-high stance perfect for denfending and striking. He started to circle his oppoent looking for a openign to expose, HE sensed nothing from her that might help him. He finally decided his attack. He twisted the blade to the unshapr side and then went in. First he made the same move for the thigh but instead twisted it at the last second for a blow to the arm.