pyr min solemnly swears he is up to no good (twinclaws) wrote in emillion,
The same look of surprise appeared on Juliette's face when he addressed her as my lady. Perhaps she really was a lady, as he'd suspected. He'd always pictured noble girls as being frail-bodied and always wearing frilly dresses, not sparring in comfortable clothes and getting dirt on themselves. The aura of politeness and propriety Juliette seemed to work so hard to uphold did make sense if she was a noble, though really, behaving demurely all the time sounded like a huge bore. One more reason to get her to loosen up a little, if he could.
"I can do hand-to-hand," he said, answering her question. He wasn't great, but he had some experience -- certainly much more than he had with any of the weapons on the rack.
"Wanna start?" He nodded his head to her in salute and settled into a defensive stance.