[All these months after the second war he had lead, he actually kind of missed the quiet and icy brunette. Well, their duels and animosity. It was a challenge too, which he always appreciated. However, when it actually came down to it, he thought of Squall as the only other guy who could take him in a fight. Hyne knows he's been taken down by him plenty enough times, but it never tapers down his pride, just makes him all the more ready to spar again. Maybe knock the man off his high throne so to speak.
Shaking from his thoughts as he watched the other go to town, just as he managed to dodge the attack, he was going to make a remark about Squall being rusty but instead he took advantage of the opportunity and went in, doing a slash or two without consequences because the tonberry was busy focusing on Squall. He went for one more slash however, and ended up getting slashed in the arm which made him jump back and press a hand quickly to the sting of blood.]
“Little snit.” [he muttered, casting a cure on himself, the skin instantly mending but the coat of his arm needing some repair.]
[he thought about it for a moment, counted in his head quickly as the thing started swaying it's lantern back and forth. Ah, yeah, definitely about to use that irritating move. He smirked, answering. ] Fifteen, give or take. Gonna do a few more in before I head back. [admittedly, he was ready to throw in the towel a long time ago because he was tired and starting to hurt but he just couldn't give up, not when he always had to prove something to himself.]
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[All these months after the second war he had lead, he actually kind of missed the quiet and icy brunette. Well, their duels and animosity. It was a challenge too, which he always appreciated. However, when it actually came down to it, he thought of Squall as the only other guy who could take him in a fight. Hyne knows he's been taken down by him plenty enough times, but it never tapers down his pride, just makes him all the more ready to spar again. Maybe knock the man off his high throne so to speak.
Shaking from his thoughts as he watched the other go to town, just as he managed to dodge the attack, he was going to make a remark about Squall being rusty but instead he took advantage of the opportunity and went in, doing a slash or two without consequences because the tonberry was busy focusing on Squall. He went for one more slash however, and ended up getting slashed in the arm which made him jump back and press a hand quickly to the sting of blood.]
“Little snit.” [he muttered, casting a cure on himself, the skin instantly mending but the coat of his arm needing some repair.]
[he thought about it for a moment, counted in his head quickly as the thing started swaying it's lantern back and forth. Ah, yeah, definitely about to use that irritating move. He smirked, answering. ] Fifteen, give or take. Gonna do a few more in before I head back. [admittedly, he was ready to throw in the towel a long time ago because he was tired and starting to hurt but he just couldn't give up, not when he always had to prove something to himself.]