Connor's never had to worry about cancer, either, but he looks pretty ill these days despite the immortal healing.
The swords distract him a little, and he settles forward in a crouch, looking them over. He gives her a glance for permission, before picking both up each in turn, holding them, weighing them, making a few slow strokes through the air. He gives them the thorough looking over of a professional. Connor prefers his katana, but he started out with a claymore, and he's practiced with a wide variety. "I'd have to see you play with them, but the African one is going to be lighter and give you more speed. This other one," He taps the Chinese saber, "Will add power to your swing, but it's heavier."
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Date: 2010-09-14 07:01 pm (UTC)The swords distract him a little, and he settles forward in a crouch, looking them over. He gives her a glance for permission, before picking both up each in turn, holding them, weighing them, making a few slow strokes through the air. He gives them the thorough looking over of a professional. Connor prefers his katana, but he started out with a claymore, and he's practiced with a wide variety.
"I'd have to see you play with them, but the African one is going to be lighter and give you more speed. This other one," He taps the Chinese saber, "Will add power to your swing, but it's heavier."