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Does anyone on this ship have any experience with a sword? I mean, I would prefer it if you've done more than just look at it, but even the most hopeless have to start somewhere.

I would suggest the lance but it seems a little impractical here. There's always the mace. Or if you have your own weapon of choice, I'm willing to learn.

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[Arthur's really not going to try that hard against her, she's a little girl. He can't just beat her down like he can Merlin. So when he swings his sword, there's not a lot of weight behind it and if she wanted to, she could deflect it pretty easily.]

[Lol sorry Merlin. She doesn't try to deflect it, though - instead she darts back, keeping her sword angled across her body and pretty much doing nothing. She'd rather make him give her an opening.]

Is that all?

"I don't want to hurt you, little Cat."

You're not fast enough to hurt me. [Yp just. Gonna egg him on here, and circle around.]

[He still isn't just going to wale on her like he did Merlin but Arthur takes the bait a little, twisting his sword about his wrist and swinging low at her... like so her hips because she was so much smaller than his normal partner.]

[She lifts her sword to block, and it jars her arms right up to the shoulder. She almost drops her weapon, and jumps back again to hide it. But she darts in the second she gets her grip back, jabbing instead of slashing, aiming at his waist.]

[She kind of reminds him of Morgana when she was that age and that makes him horribly depressed given where they are now and perhaps a little homesick because he greatly missed that Morgana.

Arthur's forced to take a couple steps back to avoid the end of her sword, and she gets an impressed look for that. But when he swings his sword again, it's with the specific intent of knocking it out of her hands. He saw how you almost dropped it earlier.]

[What a jerk. She can't wait till she's older, taller, strong enough to hold a real sword in one hand - and win with it, too. Arya tries to jump back but she doesn't fully dodge it, and the sword comes out of her hand, clattering to the floor a few feet away. She backs up toward it, though, not really trusting him to call it quits.]

"Typically when the sword drops, you have lost the match in practice."

[Oh. Well that is a stupid rule and she's picking up the sword anyway. Not to attack, but. She is holding onto this. :|]

I could've beat you with my sword.

[You can't keep his sword.]

You have your own sword?

[But how will she train.]

Not here. [Which is why I'm using your stupid heavy one.]

[Guess she'll just have to hang out with him and train.]

"Why not?"

Because they won't give it back to me. [Hey you're a warden, you could get it for her. c:]

[You are a tiny Morgana :C]

"You're an Inmate?"

[Welp, she grows up to look like her, so. :|]

Does it matter?

[Sob Morgana :C]

"What did you even do?"

Nothing. [...that wasn't deserved.]

[Yeah he wasn't really buying that.]

Admitting it is the first step.

[Careful, she will swing this sword again. :|] Why are you here?

"My home was invaded by an immortal army. I made a deal with the Admiral to save it."

[Interest. Piqued. :c] Were they wights?

[Lolwhat.] "Uhno. Before they served the witch Morguase they were normal men."

There's a witch? [These sound like Good Things To Know, and she wishes she could report them to the kindly man. She wishes she was at the House, wishes Syrio wasn't dead so he could teach her. Wishes are good for nothing, though, so she does her best to drop them.]

What happened to them?

"The curse was broken. They died. So did the witch."

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