"Enemies? No, not really." Aziraphale surprised himself as their swords connected by turning a neat overhead somersault that brought him down in the row behind Kira, then using the folding seat of the chair he landed on as a springboard to suddenly jump up alongside him instead. He hadn't actually intended to do it that way, and doubted he could again if he tried; but he pressed the advantage it gave him, trying to force Kira to give up his own perch.
"We're Adversaries," he continued conversationally as their duel took them skittering precariously back and forth along the seat-backs. "Not quite the same thing, you know?...and I doubt most Musketeers could have managed with weapons like these..." Kira came close to disarming him with a very clever double feint, and to avoid it, he was forced into a slightly flailing dismount, coming down hard one or two seats over in the next row forward. "Their reputation is somewhat exaggerated. ...Ow."
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Date: 2008-05-30 02:28 am (UTC)"We're Adversaries," he continued conversationally as their duel took them skittering precariously back and forth along the seat-backs. "Not quite the same thing, you know?...and I doubt most Musketeers could have managed with weapons like these..." Kira came close to disarming him with a very clever double feint, and to avoid it, he was forced into a slightly flailing dismount, coming down hard one or two seats over in the next row forward. "Their reputation is somewhat exaggerated. ...Ow."