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Re: Kylie (Courage Wolf)
Kylie, testing the balance of her "Blade", found the weight to be so light that where a first she had been nervous, now she was confident. She had a plan.
Looking Maria up and down as she took a stance, Kylie held up a finger, before pulling her gauntlets off, and tossing them off to the side, along with her bow. Once her weapons had all been safely set aside, only then did Kylie return to the fight. Watching Maria start to circle her, Kylie raised an eyebrow.
Fun thing about sparring. Everyone learns something. she muttered, before she dropped into a crouch, and jumped backwards a good 6 feet, and damn she was quick. As she landed, Maria would probably realize only fractions of a second too late what Kylie was planning, though that was also simply a chance as she'd never witnessed Kylie fighting seriously.
With her feet back, weight on her toes, Kylie entered what was actually a dagger's combat style that Gestalt had shown her, and drilled her in, religiously. It was called Drift Step and it had fit her, because it followed the same steps that an archer would use in close combat and it directly violated most things associated with proper fighting. With almost explosive force, all the strength in Kylie's legs, augmented and otherwise, propelled her forward towards Maria in a move so aggressive that anyone else would think it suicidally insane.
Less then half her height, so bundled to the ground was her coiled body, that Kylie flew towards Maria, and then passed her entirely, her eyes following the motions of the longer blade as she used the drow long knife purely defensively, looking only to deflect any incoming blow long enough for Kylie to slide passed her. As wood struck wood, Kylie let the motion push her out, using it to spin rapidly as the blade shot out in a wide arc and the drift step started.
Drift stepping, the act of staying as close to someone, and as off balance as possible. It forced the person using the style to tumble almost constantly, presenting an incredibly difficult target to hit as the motions were both quick, and unpredictable. Watching her footwork would provide no insights as all her weight was intentionally offset, and her feet were twisting and sliding furiously to shift herself around Maria like a hornet, refusing to let herself be forced back simply by letting the Vryloka's blows turn her rather then scare her, or move her away.
This would never work with a longer, heavier weapon, but with something weighing barely more then one of her steel daggers... well. Use every advantage you had, and this was no exception as Kylie suddenly leaned back, and then forward again, another turn showing her fist flying out instead of her blade, the back of her hand coming around as the blade was tucked down, and then thrust forward at the end, the assassin still trying with every ounce of effort she had to make something happen in her favor, to give a proper measure of her skill. It would shame Gestalt's teaching to do anything less...
Kylie, testing the balance of her "Blade", found the weight to be so light that where a first she had been nervous, now she was confident. She had a plan.
Looking Maria up and down as she took a stance, Kylie held up a finger, before pulling her gauntlets off, and tossing them off to the side, along with her bow. Once her weapons had all been safely set aside, only then did Kylie return to the fight. Watching Maria start to circle her, Kylie raised an eyebrow.
Fun thing about sparring. Everyone learns something. she muttered, before she dropped into a crouch, and jumped backwards a good 6 feet, and damn she was quick. As she landed, Maria would probably realize only fractions of a second too late what Kylie was planning, though that was also simply a chance as she'd never witnessed Kylie fighting seriously.
With her feet back, weight on her toes, Kylie entered what was actually a dagger's combat style that Gestalt had shown her, and drilled her in, religiously. It was called Drift Step and it had fit her, because it followed the same steps that an archer would use in close combat and it directly violated most things associated with proper fighting. With almost explosive force, all the strength in Kylie's legs, augmented and otherwise, propelled her forward towards Maria in a move so aggressive that anyone else would think it suicidally insane.
Less then half her height, so bundled to the ground was her coiled body, that Kylie flew towards Maria, and then passed her entirely, her eyes following the motions of the longer blade as she used the drow long knife purely defensively, looking only to deflect any incoming blow long enough for Kylie to slide passed her. As wood struck wood, Kylie let the motion push her out, using it to spin rapidly as the blade shot out in a wide arc and the drift step started.
Drift stepping, the act of staying as close to someone, and as off balance as possible. It forced the person using the style to tumble almost constantly, presenting an incredibly difficult target to hit as the motions were both quick, and unpredictable. Watching her footwork would provide no insights as all her weight was intentionally offset, and her feet were twisting and sliding furiously to shift herself around Maria like a hornet, refusing to let herself be forced back simply by letting the Vryloka's blows turn her rather then scare her, or move her away.
This would never work with a longer, heavier weapon, but with something weighing barely more then one of her steel daggers... well. Use every advantage you had, and this was no exception as Kylie suddenly leaned back, and then forward again, another turn showing her fist flying out instead of her blade, the back of her hand coming around as the blade was tucked down, and then thrust forward at the end, the assassin still trying with every ounce of effort she had to make something happen in her favor, to give a proper measure of her skill. It would shame Gestalt's teaching to do anything less...