Satora Razza
~The holidays were over, but the Dome was still bustling with shoppers but the crowds were irritating to me. I needed an escape so I grabbed my sword and headed out to my favorite spot. Working my muscles, I stretched before picking the weapon back up, taking my time to become focused on what I wanted to do.~
Meison Declain *Leaving the vehicle,
I thanked the driver as I approached the main entrances to the Dome. Nodding a
greeting towards the security staff, I made my way past the busy crowds towards
the offices in the back*
Satora Razza ~I cleared my mind, letting the sounds of the area fade away and concentrated on the weight of the sword in my hand. Swinging it through the air, the whistle of air was a calming balm to me. I went through several of the steps Meison had previously showed me, noticing how much more control of the weapon I had. The male was full of surprises.~
Meison Declain *As I bypassed a few
more rooms, something caught the periphery of my eye. Backtracking, I watched
through the glass as Satora went through the movements. Nodding in approval, I
couldn't help grinning. Perhaps she would see me more than a Stuffed Shirt
Stick Up the Ass*
Satora Razza ~Pointing the sword at
my makeshift target, I growled when I missed my mark. What the fuck? What was I
doing wrong now. I took a step back and evaluated what I had done then repeated
it, still missing my intended mark. Closing my eyes, I went through the motions
mentally. I would figure this out.~
Meison Declain *He stayed silent, a few more minutes, leaving her uninterrupted. Knocking on the glass, he quirked a brow in question* May I?
Satora Razza ~Hearing the tap on the
glass easily with my Breed abilities, I turned around and looked him in the
eye. I paused at his question, already knowing my answer but deciding to let
him wait. My eyes scaled his body in his suit before slowly nodding.~
Meison Declain Forgive me for interrupting. I was intrigued by how much you've improved. How are you today? *Removing my coat, I placed it in the closet conveniently provided*
Satora Razza ~I shrugged and watched
his movements, almost entranced with him. Shaking my head I deliberately turned
my attention to the sword.~ No forgiveness necessary. I appreciate the
direction you gave me before, it was...needed. I am fine but done with the human
crowds.
Meison Declain And yet you don't mind
my company? *Arching my brow, I removed my cufflinks and then my dress shirt* I
hope you don't mind. I do have a meeting after this little showdown
Satora Razza ~Flashing him a rare grin~ Ah, true but you have something I want so I do believe I can put up with you a little longer. ~winks~ I appreciate the male form.
Meison Declain *Grinning, I grabbed a
sword and bowed* Ready? *Not waiting for a response, I twirled the blade and
advanced towards her, striking and blocking as we paced around the room. She
was a quick study...a far improvement from our last few sessions*
Satora Razza ~Parrying every thrust he made, I paid attention to his stance, the way he held the long blade and his face. I wanted to learn this technique from him but I needed to know more about him.~ Where did you learn to sword fight?
Meison Declain Several years ago
*More like centuries, but I kept that tidbit to myself* I grew up with a blade
in one hand, and my life in the other. Needless to say, skill was a matter of
life and death
Satora Razza ~I blinked, not sure
what to think of that answer.~ Are you not bored, teaching me?
Meison Declain *I had surprised her
with my response, if the widening of her eyes was any indication. Good. In due
time, I would reveal more and perplex them even further* Of course not. I don't
do anything I don't want to. Besides, I can brush up on mine
Satora Razza ~Nods~ I do have to
admit you are a worthy opponent, for the moment. ~Feeling eyes on me, I turned
and looked back toward the offices and saw Dia staring at us with a scowl on his
face. I turned away from him and stared at Meison. I don't imagine you do.
Dia Rivera *Already in a bad mood, I
growled as I spotted my two partners playing cozy. What the fuck did Meison think he was doing? While I had my
differences with him, I didn't want Satora killing him either* What do you
two think you're doing? *Glancing down at my watch* Meison the meeting will be
beginning shortly
Meison Declain *Breaking away, I
studiously ignored Dia's tantrum as I set
about putting my clothes back on. It had been a lovely session, and I wasn't
about to lose the euphoric effect* I'll be up soon. Hold my place, yes?
Satora Razza ~Ignoring the impatient
manner of my partner, I once again studied the male before me.~ Thank you again
for your time. It was, as always, enlightening.
Dia Rivera *Shoving Meison's tie at him, I stomped out furiously. It was a shame they were both brilliant at their jobs. Their attitudes left much to be desired. However, an idea occurred to me. The closer Satora got to Meison, the more information she could flush out of him. I grinned wickedly at the thought*
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