Fencing

[Jordan Coles]

"Well I've never seen that before..." Jordan muttered rushing forwards, he made for a slashing moment with the blade not facing Kel planning to make a punch like motion at an angle swinging the blade across.

[Kelsey Winters]

The sword angled downward flicked out to turn the blade aside as she sprung into motion, the swod facing backward slicing forward across at Jordan's chest. Both blades had been blunted before the practice, so that if she hit, all she would leave was a bruise.

[Jordan Coles]

Jordan rolled with the blow sliding to the left before lunging forwards, one blade swinging downwards the other stabbing forwards.

[Kelsey Winters]

She dodged to the right, bringing both blades around in a whirling strike at his back. "Not bad, Jordan!"

[Jordan Coles]

Jordan rolled backwards under the blades "Well with the amount of time I've had to practise" He said grinning, taking in his surroundings he decided to give something a shot, rushing forwards he rolled onto his shoulders using the muscles in his back to push him forwards both daggers held at his sides moving in a circular motion.

[Kelsey Winters]

He scored two points with that, and she leaped backward, away from him.

"Never seen that one," she admitted, interested, taking her strange ready stance again.

[Jordan Coles]

"Spur of the moment what can I say?" He shrugged slightly before swinging the blade facing backwards back and forth while he pondered his next move then it hit him "Eyes on the sky" He muttered tossing one dagger in the air and while Kel's attention was drawn he lunged with his other blade.

[Kelsey Winters]

It said something about Kel's reflexes and experience that her sword started moving almost as soon as he said the words to block the strike he was about to execute... even before he struck. Her eyes whipped up to the dagger to make shure it wasn't going to come down on her head by pure coincidence, then swung at his now-unprotected side with the other sword.

[Jordan Coles]

"Crap" He breathed deciding it was time for desperate measures, when her blade parried his own he swung his dagger over his head blocking her strike, his free arm behind his back gripped the falling dager and he then swung his waist back to it's normal position parrying both of Kel's blades before taking a step back to give himself some breathing room.

[Kelsey Winters]

She grinned.

It had been a while since she'd faced someone this skilled.

"Nice job," she told him. "I guess all those many, many years of experience have come in handy, hmm?"

[Jordan Coles]

"Well it better have helped or I'll be a very angry person" He said spinning one of the daggers keeping the other held horizontally across his chest ready to block any incoming strikes "I must admit I think it's the first time in a while that I've had to parry strikes it's normally over quickly. Using his increased speed he rushed around Kel in circles dipping in every now and again with a lightning fast lunge

[Kelsey Winters]

She grinned and made a split-second decision. She blocked his first strike, then the second, then leaped backwards over the circle.

"I have a few tricks up my sleeve, too," she said, then, in a moment, was in a bladelock with hi. She whispered something in his ear.

"I can see your every move."

Then one of her swords was out of the bladelock and swinging, and the other disengaged as she spun like a dancer in a whirlwind attack.

[Raziel]

Raziel had suddenly dozed off when the class started. He never did that before, so when he woke up, he was very confused. "What the hell?" He put his hand on the hilt of his sword. Realizing that class had already started, he sat back down and watched.

[Jordan Coles]

"Well I guess you have an unfair advantage..." He muttered bringing one of his daggers up to block the whirlwind strike before jumping back, "But what if I don't know my own moves?" he tried his best to empty his mind and simply lunged forwards not entirely sure which arm was heading forwards.

[Kelsey Winters]

"Clumsy," she said, and stepped out of the way, letting him trip if he would. "What are you trying to do, anyway? This doesn't seem to be your style, Jordan."