Talk:Book One Chapter 1: Never to late/@comment-33246279-20171007060931/@comment-26034230-20171015004807





 She looked up as she was addressed; an eyebrow-raising. Usually, people didn’t walk over to her like it was nothing, let alone engage in conversation. Turning to face him she nodded as she turned her head to look straight again. “Thank you.”

 “- You have an interest in swords then?”

 She answered him somewhat eager to finish the conversation. Turning on her heel she began to make her way over to the center of town hoping the male who’d approached her had followed so they can continue their conversation. Pulling the sword from it’s sheathe again she’d startled some passersby but she didn’t really care.

 Holding it up to the light she’d smile, and began explaining the swords build to him.

 “It’s pretty thick when it’s all folded in like this, but it’s actually just about 50 thin blades that fold into each other…”

 Brandishing the sword a few of the segments separated and fell to the ground. She looked up at him through her bangs her eyes narrowing.



 “I get pretty impressive reach with it, even if the blades are thin.”

 She wasn’t only explaining herself because she was excited it was an attempt at intimidation; she knew that if he backed off he was scared but if did not back off he was weak, timid. Flicking her wrist in a quick motion the blades snapped back into place. She flung it back over her back as she broke out into a wide smile and looked back at him

 “Maybe we should fight one day.”

 As she said this she’d begin moving again, toward the stalls that various vendors kept their food. Browsing over the various fruits and meats she eventually settled on a few pieces of meat and fruit.

 After paying she shifted the various baskets in her hand to a more comfortable position; if the male who’d approach her about her sword was still following she’d jerk her head to follow her, and she’d begin walking quickly out of the city towards the outskirts. A few minutes of walking they’d reach the outskirts where’d he’d see a Mongoose lizard who was laying lazily tree intently staring at them.

 “Fen!”

 She yelled as the Lizard who’d gotten up and sprinted over to the duo and began shoving it’s face into the basket of meat. Attempting to pull away from the huge lizard as it began to eat the raw meat in her arms

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Damn lizard… go away!”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> Taking the last big of meat and tossing it a good distance away, causing the lizard to follow it.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"> “Annoying…”