The weapon--identical to the one Aziraphale had brought for himself, apart from minor differences in length and balance--was made of a silvery metal that had no name in any language currently spoken on Earth. It was very similar in form to a European weapon from sometime in the 1400's or thereabouts, being long, cruciform, fairly heavy, and pretty much devoid of any ornamentation or frills whatsoever. All in all it looked functional, sturdy and quite lethal.
Unlike the weapon after which they had been modelled, which was currently being held for safekeeping in what he hoped was an extremely secure location, these probably wouldn't stand up very well to channeling holy fire or serving as the not-so-symbolic manifestation of War. Aziraphale was a guardian angel, not one of Michael's elite weaponsmiths, and he'd been working entirely from memory. Still, they would serve well enough for a simple sparring match.
"Nonsense, dear boy. I can't very well have a fair match against an unarmed opponent, or one using the silly toys from the shops around here." He tested the edge of his blade as he spoke, and, satisfied, set it down for a moment to take off his heavy tweed coat and lay it aside. "Please try not to notice if I trip over my own feet. It's been far too long since I've done this."
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Date: 2008-05-07 07:02 am (UTC)Unlike the weapon after which they had been modelled, which was currently being held for safekeeping in what he hoped was an extremely secure location, these probably wouldn't stand up very well to channeling holy fire or serving as the not-so-symbolic manifestation of War. Aziraphale was a guardian angel, not one of Michael's elite weaponsmiths, and he'd been working entirely from memory. Still, they would serve well enough for a simple sparring match.
"Nonsense, dear boy. I can't very well have a fair match against an unarmed opponent, or one using the silly toys from the shops around here." He tested the edge of his blade as he spoke, and, satisfied, set it down for a moment to take off his heavy tweed coat and lay it aside. "Please try not to notice if I trip over my own feet. It's been far too long since I've done this."