"You're never going to get any better if you don't practice," David said, leaning against his foam sword.
"What's the point, I'll never beat you," Ariana pouted.
"Yes you will, but you must practice. Now, try again," David commanded.
Ariana narrowed her eyes at him as he began to stalk towards her. As he approached she rushed past his defenses and pressed her lips to his in a long kiss.
David was taken by surprise and his brain seemed to fizzle out. He was brought back to the present when he felt a blow to his back.
"Dead." Ariana said.
1 comment:
Nice! I like Ariana's tactic. I was a touch confused about David and the foam sword, though. Given the way you originally built him, all broody in school, he kinda didn't seem the type. But he's yours, and it's interesting to see his idiosyncrasies.
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