Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 21, 2016 19:58:37 GMT -8
A soft breeze blew, rustling trees and arena pennants alike... The lone silhouette of a young girl could be seen walking slowly along a path circumventing the coliseum in the moonlight.
While somewhat small of stature, she had at her left hip a mortuary sword, its silvery scabbard shining from the very bright moon. Her silhouette revealed that her hair had been tied in somewhat of a rough lopsided ponytail decorated with beads and a red feather, and her bare right arm had tied to it a long and thin ribbon, which fluttered and trailed like a streamer in the wind.
Well known yet isolated, the young professional fighter nevertheless spent a majority of her time outside of the ring alone... who knew what could be flowing in her thoughts and imagination through such late hours in solitude?
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14 
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 21, 2016 20:17:58 GMT -8
She was not the only one out and about. Clad in dark blues and blacks, his figure leaning against one of the stone buttresses of the coliseum architecture may have gone unnoticed. Arms crossed, looking down at an angle to where the brim of his hat concealed the dark blue cutouts over his eyes, he'd remain incognito until the very moment where his smooth young voice may carry on the breeze.
Stepping out at her, but not before her or in any manner that might threaten to impede her way, he spoke..
"And what is the fine duelist miss Manira doing out here, at such an hour..?"
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 21, 2016 20:38:03 GMT -8
"Umm.. Who are you?"
Lamina glared at the stranger who popped out at her, her suspicion clearly evident in her eyes and tone. No matter how many times this has happened to her, it never failed to scare her at night. There was something especially creepy when they wore some kind of face mask.
"And um... what's with the costume?"
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 21, 2016 20:51:20 GMT -8
"Ah... forgive me."
He bowed, almost in shame at first, though his right hand crossed before his chest in a symbolic, courtly flourish.
"They call me... the Bluejay," he said, as straight faced as though the name was not absurd, "and it was quite rude of me not to introduce myself."
He rightened from the bow and if she stopped, he'd step before her.
"I was just out for a nightly stroll, and I... well, let me just say it has been a wonderful coincidence that I've found you here. I hear you've been... ah, how should I say it... displaced, recently."
His last words spoken just above a whisper, conspiratorially, as though paranoid anyone could be watching from the shadows.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 21, 2016 20:56:46 GMT -8
She did indeed stop, admittedly a little curious about this strange masked figure, trying to wrap her mind around why someone would identify themselves with the color blue. There was something genuine and fashionable about it, but the man's appearance and his words were a tad bit creepy. She watched almost bewildered as he introduced himself.
"... Uh-huh."
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 21, 2016 21:04:20 GMT -8
"Well you see I.. I have quite a grand fortune at the moment, one that I've saved up for this very occasion. I have a quest, you see," he began pacing before her, animating in the effort to convince her, "to try my blade against the truest of duelists. To the winner I devote the treasure."
Again, but quickly, he bowed.
"I have always wanted to try my blade against you, and I think, given your living predicament, it would be in your best interest to have a duel with me."
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 21, 2016 21:23:22 GMT -8
"You? Have a duel with me?"
She looked on at him skeptically, her eyes narrowed through his whole introduction as though she refused to give him a chance to wiggle out of anything but her most intense scrutiny.
"You've gotta be kidding."
Her hands went to her hips, and even though she looked up at his eyes, she felt very suspicious of his real intentions already.
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 21, 2016 21:40:08 GMT -8
"I am quite serious my dear. I will pay you for the opportunity to duel with you... let us say.. first blood? If you are okay with it, I would prefer to do this right here and now."
He took a step back, as though positioning himself the proper distance from her, and then took hold of his weapon. Drawing it from his left hip, he brandished what appeared to be a degen.
"And if you win, you keep my weapon. If I win... I only ask that I keep yours."
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 21, 2016 21:45:40 GMT -8
"So you came all the way here from wherever you're from, to give me a whole bunch of money and your weapon? ...Okay," she said with some finality, "..if you insist. But the first move is yours."
Lamina's left foot slid slightly back, her right hand grasping the hilt of the mortuary sword at her own hip. A slight, audible hiss answered his own, and she stood before him, weapon lackadaisical in her hand, point hovering inches from the cobbled stones of the pathway.
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The Bluejay
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 22, 2016 8:31:04 GMT -8
"Well then... en garde!"
He brought his weapon before him, pointed forward in his right hand. He began to approach slowly, closing back in. His sword angled at her, he'd come in slightly off to her left side, then lightly thrusted to the knee when he was close enough. His right leg slightly bent, he was just far enough away where just the end point of his sword might find its target.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 22, 2016 10:16:05 GMT -8
Lamina answered this advance with a raise of her sword, her right arm fully extended and the blade facing her opponent's chest. Eyes narrowed, she looked down the length of her weapon at her opponent's center. As he advanced, it appeared that both fighters had pointed their blades at one another, effectively warding the other. The girl's response was therefore cautious; knowing his initial attack was likely a test of strategy, she withdrew the targeted knee into a wide back step, choosing not to parry and bind but to simply pull herself from the range of his strike, while maintaining the ward on him with her blade.
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The Bluejay
Established
Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 22, 2016 10:33:10 GMT -8
So, she stepped out of one strike--but what about three? He had no intention of simply "letting her go"... the duel was on, and he couldn't forgo his momentum. One step, two steps, and then a third... he'd press on Lamina as long as she withdrew, each step wide and his stance low, and each sending a thrust of his blade in her direction!
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 22, 2016 10:45:35 GMT -8
So, he wasn't a complete dud. He knew how to advance, was able to take initiative, and even maintained a functional press. The first two thrusts met equivalent back-steps and parries at the foible of his blade, both seeking to strike aside the deadly point that jabbed at her like a giant deranged toothpick. The timing of her steps bespoke an excellent awareness of tempo, as she matched his movements with a dancer's ease.
She stood her ground for the final attack, allowing him to advance a step close enough for her to deflect aside his blow with her weapon's forte, poising her sword at a diagonal angle at the left flat of his blade. She'd exert the slightest force necessary to direct his point aside her left flank, while keeping her own trained on his forehead.
The slightest extension of her arm just past the apex of his thrust would send her point straight at its target, threatening to end this show in the poke of an eye...
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 22, 2016 10:55:34 GMT -8
It was excellent timing. Yet his advance was not foolhardy. He kept his stance low and his sword forward, which allowed him just enough time to weave his upper body out of her sword's line. The point of her weapon caught the brim of his hat, and her speedy coordination allowed her the luxury of sweeping it off his head, a feat he typically tried very hard not to let another do. He'd step back now, his sword beating hers from below as it retracted to off-center it and allow him a safe return to a distance.
"Ah, very good.."
He began circling counter-clockwise.
"How long have you been doing this?"
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 22, 2016 11:09:40 GMT -8
"Um.. a few years," she said modestly, almost as though dismissing the question. She barely looked at the hat that she discarded to the ground from her point, almost as thought she had meant to do that--and trained her weapon on her opponent again. She'd give him time to retrieve his headgear, complements to his initiative, but as soon as he appeared ready she would be on the attack.
Stepping at him with her sword pointed forwards, she advanced into his space, slightly alongside his right side, by moving in time with his final sideways step. Should she manage to get near enough, her right leg would suddenly bend sharply, her upper body leaning inward as her sword point drove for his upper right thigh.
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 22, 2016 11:21:42 GMT -8
This time, the roles would seem to mirror. It was the lower end of his own sword that dipped down to deflect her thrust just in the final second, displaying his own practiced fencing timing. Just as her thrust would sail past his right thigh, he'd step slightly forward. From inside her guard, his weapon suddenly darted forward, the tip positioning aside her midsection so that as he stepped, an immediate stabbing motion (and the slightest nick, as he'd withdraw should he see it succeeding) would convey a thrust from close quarters that should bring about first blood.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 22, 2016 11:39:12 GMT -8
The attack was a feint. It's force relied entirely on the forward motion of her body--with her arm fully extended already, it was the legs that really pressed the attack. The Bluejay brought his sword up in a close-quarters defense by the lower end of his blade. It had the advantage of a lot of leverage, but Lamina's sword would not be where he thought it might be when he brought up his defense.
The girl's arm chambered at the sight of his weapon's flinch. The result? At the last minute, her weapon would retract from its line, and as he positioned his blade for defense she'd already have reangled it for a second thrust, shooting for the left lung in the tempo of his sword's recovery.
With him mid-step in trying to advance forward and his blade occupied with an over-exertion, it was highly unlikely he'd have the foresight or speed to deflect the blow entirely. Fully intended to draw first blood, her only mercy in the strike was in not allowing it to thrust through the body and out the other side.
"Ha!"
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The Bluejay
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Roleplay posts: 14
Registered: Aug 21, 2016 11:19:20 GMT -8
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Post by The Bluejay on Aug 22, 2016 11:48:52 GMT -8
"..Ah...."
His left hand went to his side. He could feel a shooting pain, and warm blood seeping through his clothes. The cut wasn't deep, but it was a very sudden, reality-shattering sensation that he was not used to, being hit with a real sword in battle.
"Perhaps... on another night, I could have bested you," he said almost longingly. "What is it that I did wrong this evening, I wonder..."
He stepped back and bowed gracefully, and resheathed his sword.
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Aug 22, 2016 11:57:44 GMT -8
Lamina resheathed hers.
"First," she said, all matter-of-factly, "you stepped into measure. Any time you do this, you are risking your life, and while your press wasn't bad... you didn't allow yourself the timing for a good recovery. You did recover though... but secondly, where you really went wrong, you over-committed to a feint. You have to pay attention to your opponent's stance."
She genuinely liked these small opportunities to be the teacher, but ultimately something more pressing was begging attention. She put her arms to her hips to show she was serious.
"Now then. The treasure. And, your sword."
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Lamina Manira
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 504
Age: 14
Physical Description: Complexion: Fair.
Build: Petite
Eyes: Emerald green.
Hair: Dark brown, just past shoulder length, choppy with a small sidelong left tie of hair, similar to ponytail or topknot, tied from the left side of her head.
Distinguishable markings: Horizontal scar, left shoulder.
Clothes and Equipment: - Knee-length, sleeveless black dress of a slightly thick, padded fabric.
- Black leggings for lightweight and modest cover.
- Leather belts around waist and chest for tying clothing and hoisting weaponry.
- Black leather boots that guard just past the ankles and protected at the toe by exterior metallic steel plating.
- Varied colored bangles of metal, 3 on the right forearm and 4 on the left.
- Long red ribbon tied around left elbow to hang freely. Has sentimental value.
- Thread of assorted beads that tie hair. Has sentimental value.
- Red feather worn with tied hair. Has sentimental value.
- Sometimes a mortuary sword, sheathed at her left hip.
Player's online availability : Usually evenings.
Registered: Apr 30, 2015 7:48:47 GMT -8
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Post by Lamina Manira on Oct 16, 2017 10:26:19 GMT -8
----- So used to the complex of a grand coliseum and loitering within its depths, the place had become her jungle, and unless there were many guards posted to prevent the most unusual, the girl would have climbed her way up to the top of the structure. Unafraid of heights, she found comfort in the firmly tethered fabric shades that were strung high over the arena's bowl-shaped interior, meant to shield guests from the sun during the games. She laid on her back, the comfortable fabric slightly pressed down by her small form, as though she relaxed in a massive hammock beneath the stars.
Looking up at the sky, she smoked a small bit of herb from a trusty pipe while staring into the cosmos, its pungent hallucinogenic smoke aiding her to ponder a great many things while she felt temporarily elevated above the world and its problems that plagued her. Here, she felt clearheaded enough to think about the intense and fast-paced manner of the last few months of her life, from the horrors of Goraia, to becoming a Sun Marshal, to her attempt at teaching fencing, just trying to make some sense of it all and consider her future. The night air was unusually warm this evening, making the whole endeavor quite comfortable, but eventually she would come climbing back down. It'd be a good while before she made her way back to the ground, long enough to be a late enough hour to where she was most assuredly alone as she began to walk the pathway around the outside of the coliseum. In the moonlight, by her lonesome, she took a small walk circumventing the great structure, intent on eventually retiring back to her warm room in the Sun Marshal's Headquarters for some much needed sleep... |
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