ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝙊𝙪𝙩𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩.

ㅤ ㅤ ❝ 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙧 , 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 ~ ❞ ㅤ ㅤ

⠀ ﹙ he keeps dodging the other's swing, simply side stepping each time. he doesn't catch the flicker, too focused on the other's slashing. ﹚ your unpredictability's pretty good, but it's also your downfall, buddy! come on, try to find something you can use against me! ⠀

⠀ ﹙ for a split second, jay feels his blood run cold. thankfully, he's quick to recover as he dodges to the side. ﹚ aw come on, 's that all ya got? ⠀

⠀ come on, then! if you're reaaaaally good with a knife, you should be able to knock me down! ⠀

⠀ oh yeah? why don'tcha fight me then? ⠀

⠀ do you. do you even know how to fight with a knife? ⠀

⠀ YOU'RE GONNA ACCIDENTALLY HURT YOURSELF ?? ⠀

maybe when youre a little older ...

⠀ why WHY DO YOU HAVE A KNIFE ? ⠀

⠀ amari simply laughs though, as if she had heard that so many times. of course, anyone can do whatever she does better. not that she really minded that anyways, the girl hums softly. “ sometimes, winning a physical fight is one thing. a mental, is another. ” ⠀

⠀ the comment caught her offㅡguard, amari simply turns around after a few swings as she smiles weakly towards the child. awfully familiar here, but amari didn't want to make big assumptions. “ .͟.͟.⠀well, you'd be surprised. i'm not as good as the ninjas, but. ” ⠀

⠀ the girl is outside, she's practicing her sword work on her own since everyone else seemed occupied with the different situations uprising. her body has been restless, almost at constant wars with itself but she just had to endure and push through. ⠀