Sunset Sparring (Active)

[mirroredscar]

Character(s): Seifer (mirroredscar) & Suigetsu (giantsdrink)
Location: Outside, sunset.
Content: Sparring cockheads. That is to say, Seifer challenged whoever listened to for a duel and Suigetsu accepted it.
Warnings: Language and some violence.

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[giantsdrink]

He wasn't in too much of a hurry. Suigetsu wasn't the maniac for combat some of the lesser Mist-nins turned out to be, but considering he couldn't kill off the locals and the things at night were apparently weak only to flashlights, he was going to get rusty if he couldn't cross swords with someone at some point.

Speaking of swords, that was probably his guy. Tall and blond and bored-looking, with (oh good) what looked like his own blade in tow. The shape wasn't like anything Suigetsu had seen before, and his eyes narrowed in interest as he vaulted down from the ledge where he'd been observing quietly.

It looked more like a glorified kitchen knife than a sword, and double-edged, strangely, considering the shape. He hadn't been able to get a good look at the handle.

A loud thunk accompanied his landing as the tip of his sword buried itself into the ground, concealing the upper hole in the blade. "Well, what do you know. I didn't think you'd show."

[mirroredscar]

The sound of his voice, no longer distorted by the low quality communicator, was easily recognized by Seifer. The blonde man turned around slowly, still holding the gunblade on his shoulder, and observed him for the first time. He was a strange looking fellow, indeed, but that didn't even made Seifer think twice. He just smirked arrogantly and arched his eyebrows, shaking his head.

"That huge sword will get you nowhere." Seifer said with a snort, rubbing his nose smugly as he pulled Hyperion to the ground and leaned on it. "You're late. Did you get second thoughts? I don't want to fight a pussy."

With a laugh, he rolled his shoulders and nodded once.

"So, what's the name of the guy whose ass I'm going to kick?"

[giantsdrink]

"Who's having second thoughts?" A pleasant, toothy grin before he tugged the sword easily out of the ground and pointed it casually at his opponent. "The name's Houzuki Suigetsu. And if you keep underestimating me, this isn't going to be a very interesting fight."

[mirroredscar]

"You bet it's not going to be interesting." Seifer said, adjusting his black leather gloves to his fingers. "Because I'm going to kick your ass so fast it's going to be boring." He smirked and pointed the gunblade at him, "Name's Seifer Almasy. Just thought you'd like to know the name of the man that's gonna hand you your ass on a silver plate."

That said, the blond snorted and got into an attacking stance, bending at his knees slightly and readying his gunblade.

"Bring it on, Florist."