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[irishfriskey]

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September 7th, action

[boneofsword]

[Archer knocks on the door to Lancer's room]

Lancer, do you have a moment?

[irishfriskey]

[Lancer opens the door.]

I do, Archer. What can I help you with?

[boneofsword]

Caster asked me to make weapons for us all. I have a few training spears made, can you check these to see which suits you best?

[Archer made more than a few training weapons just to test the limit of his reinforcement skill.]

[irishfriskey]

...Thank you.

[Even if none of them suits him well enough, he's more than thankful he even went out of his way to make him some weapons.]

I'd be more than pleased to. Which ones do you want me to try?

[boneofsword]

Follow me.

[Archer leads him downstairs, where, close to the entrance, is a rack now filled with various weapons - mostly training ones, but there are also several real ones. Spears, bows, swords of varying length and size. Spears range from the short ones to the one slightly longer than Gáe Bolg.]

Chose one or two that feel right, and I'll use them as a reference to craft and strenghten a real weapon for you. Those, [he touches one of several identical spears.] I've made for Caster, using Gáe Bolg as reference. Feel free to try whichever you want.

[irishfriskey]

I see.

[He looks over them... really, only looking at the spears.]

You're very talented.

[He grabs one of the spears, the one longer than Gáe Bolg. However, he also grabs a smaller spear, holding both of them.]

Can I test them out?

[on you?]

[boneofsword]

[Instead of replying Archer grabs two training swords that resemble his favoured weapons and goes outside.]

Let's take it outside.

[One of the dogs that's sleeping outside opens one eye and thumps its tail in greeting.]

[irishfriskey]

Lead the way.

[He does follow right behind, spinning his spear.

And stops to pet the dog nicely. Because he can't help himself.]

They feel good, but without testing, it's worth nothing.

[boneofsword]

[The dogs are fluffy and loving, but seeing both of them with weapons means it's training time, not playtime. So it's a bit more of tail thumping and happy dog noises.]

I agree. [Archer gets a good distance away from the temple so they won't damage anything.] Whenever you're ready.

[irishfriskey]

[Happy dog noises are good dog noises, and Lancer sounds very pleased indeed.

When they're far away enough, he gives one spear a spin... before kicking off from the ground and flying towards Archer.]

[boneofsword]

[Archer is ready but that's fast. He barely manages to block the upcoming strike. He has to remember that Lancer is dual wielder just like he himself, and take it into account. Blocking one spear and diverting the other is no easy task, not against someone with superior speed. He adds a low, sweeping kick for a good measure and flips backwards, already anticipating several possible attacks coming.]

[irishfriskey]

[Lancer quickly jumps over the kick when it comes in, before sliding in close again and giving a fast swing to the side. The other spear goes directly for Archer's face, knowing that the man will block it.

At least, he hopes so. Or he has to explain to Mister Caster why Archer has a giant spear through his skull.]

[boneofsword]

[Good thing is that they're using a training weapons, bad thing is that even training weapons can cause injuries.

Archer manages to block the hit coming to his face, but the other he catches a second too late. Bruised ribs won't stop him, though, and he counterattacks with two fast low slashes.

Fighting a dual wielder, and someone as fast as Lancer is, is a challenge he does enjoy a lot. It forces him to hone and challenge his skills. What are some bruises compared to that.]

[irishfriskey]

[He blocks the counter attacks with the lower ends of the spears before moving one around to hit him on the back.

Lancer is quick. That doesn't mean that he can't be overwhelmed, but Archer isn't overwhelming him just yet.

Oh, but he'll enjoy it when he does. Smirking, he uses his leg to try and kick away one of the swords he's using.]

[boneofsword]

[...okay, using training weapons officially sucks. His own swords always return to his hand while those? Not so much. So Archer flips back making a grab for lost weapon. Unfortunately it gives Lancer an opening-

which Archer does anticipate. Thinking a few steps ahead is his preffered tactic anyway.]

[irishfriskey]

[Lancer narrows his eyes at the opening. It's a trap. Archer is going to hit him right back when he comes in.

So, he plays it smart, and begins to take a few steps back. Waiting for him to strike again himself.]

[boneofsword]

[Archer jumps close with an overhead attack, both swords coming from different directions. He's pretty sure Lancer can block or divert both, question is what will he follow up with.]

[irishfriskey]

[Lancer knocks one away with a spear before blocking the other one. His second spear moves in and slams into Archer's stomach.]

[boneofsword]

[Archer takes the hit with a grunt, knowing that his armor will lessen the impact, and kicks Lancer's ribs, using the momentum to spring back.]

[irishfriskey]

[He grunts, sliding back, kicking his leg backwards. He pulls himself back up and starts running towards him again.]

[boneofsword]

[Archer rushes forward for another series of quick strikes.]

You're really good. [perhaps even better suited to be Caster's shinki than him, really.]

[irishfriskey]

You're good as well.

[He blocked every strike before slamming his spear out towards Archer's side.]

We'll have to train together more!

[boneofsword]

Hmph. I have to test if you're worthy of being Caster's shinki. [that's a jab as well as a distraction; Archer fluidly blocks the spear and kicks towards Lancer's knees.]

[irishfriskey]

[He kicks back against that kick, moving to swing the other spear against Archer's other side.]

Should that not be up to him?

[boneofsword]

[Archer jumps back to avoid the hit. It's the advantage Diarmuid has, his weapons suited as well to a close combat as to a longer distance while he has to get close.]

Perhaps. I'd never allow to have someone around that can't watch his back. [forever the pragmatist. Archer follows with a flurry of strikes, each meant to either disarm Diarmuid or push him back.]