Date: 2013-07-23 01:31 am (UTC)
sunbaked_baker: (sun-self)
An old man?

Sunshine's laughter, a bright sound, bubbles up from her throat before she can help it. Something she never thought she would do in his presence, coming as naturally as breathing.

She will not let that worry her now.

"As gentle as you must be to someone so young and green in the ways of battle," she says, inclining her head slightly. Which is to say, she won't be, and neither will he.

Because while she is still new to battle compared to his experience, and he is very old compared to her, neither youth nor age mean weakness. Not here. He must not be gentle, and neither must she, or such sparring will be not much use at all.

The ring of silver and amber - tears of the sun, it was sometimes called - on its cord around her neck glows golden as she calls her strength to her. Though neither of them carry anything as obvious as blades, there is no question of either being unarmed. Centering herself, sure of her sneakers' grip on the soil beneath her, Sunshine lunges for him, and it begins.
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