āļø "C'mon, Sylvain! Show me what you got!"
Oh no. Oh no, Sylvain was notĀ prepared for this. Heās only wearing shorts! Heās vastly unprotected! Not to mention unarmed. But Sharena looks so sweet and determinedĀ and he just doesnāt have the heart to let her down.
So, he reaches out for something, anything, to use as a weapon. His hand closes around an odd texture, springy yet firm, will probably do for a spar, though he doesnāt really look at it as he charges to meet her.
His mistake. And no doubt it will cost him.
āCome at me!ā Sylvain yells back in challenge, grinning, as he gives his weapon a great swing, aiming for Sharenaās shoulder.
And watches in confused horror as he sees the long red thingĀ bend and wobble through the air. He almost drops it, would have if he werenāt squeezing on one end so hard to try and figure out what it is. In the end, it ends up harmlessly tapping Sharenaās shoulder with a light fwapĀ noise.