[ ah, that’s right. now he remembers why he hates these things.
they force you to fall back and keep your distance— close combat was all the more difficult. to eren’s luck, she seems to go through the movements that are more easily accessible to her, and that alone gives plenty of openings. It isn’t a problem, on the bright side. that’s not his focus. ]
If someone’s using— [ a glide sideways, to avoid the swing, ] long weapons, they’re going to try to, ghh, keep you away. [ a gesture to what they’re both doing; a fair example. but he gestures for her to come at him again. ]
There’s something better than a spear, or a knife.
[She missed that time--which she expected. This thing didn't seem that heavy when she was just holding it, but now that she was swinging the rake around it seemed heavy and unwieldy and slow. A significant downgrade for someone used to a weapon as fast as a passing thought.
The rake dug into the dirt, and Kaede quickly dragged it back for another swing.]
[ eren would run into the next stroke, arm first to defend his skull, but pulling significantly closer to her body’s stance. if she’d allow him, the way to get there could be quick, raising the back of his fist to her face. one’s first instinct is to move away from it, and if she does, he’ll move with her. ]
You.
[ he wants her to punch him, or at least try to. It’ll make more sense once they’re on the ground. ]
[Kaede started to lean away when Eren stepped close to her--and then jerked back further when his fist sailed towards her face.
There were a lot of things Kaede had subconsciously relied on her vectors to correct. Her posture, propping up her balance. There's nothing to catch her this time--one hand left the rake handle, but was far too slow to catch her in time. Down to the ground they both went.]
[ eren’s arm hooks for her other in the quick tumble, attempting to get a better grip in with another invading arm that would press her into an arm triangle, if all successful. there’s still the struggle to maintain an upper hand, but handled well, a squeeze originating from the space between his neck and her own arm could threaten to choke her.
eren wasn’t annie, though, as much as he was fond of her. It wouldn’t last and he wouldn’t suffocate her— just enough to show her that there was a way. ]
You can do just about anything with your limbs, if you get close enough. [ ] Size doesn’t matter— someone could be physically stronger than you, and you can still take them down.
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they force you to fall back and keep your distance— close combat was all the more difficult. to eren’s luck, she seems to go through the movements that are more easily accessible to her, and that alone gives plenty of openings. It isn’t a problem, on the bright side. that’s not his focus. ]
If someone’s using— [ a glide sideways, to avoid the swing, ] long weapons, they’re going to try to, ghh, keep you away. [ a gesture to what they’re both doing; a fair example. but he gestures for her to come at him again. ]
There’s something better than a spear, or a knife.
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The rake dug into the dirt, and Kaede quickly dragged it back for another swing.]
What?
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You.
[ he wants her to punch him, or at least try to. It’ll make more sense once they’re on the ground. ]
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There were a lot of things Kaede had subconsciously relied on her vectors to correct. Her posture, propping up her balance. There's nothing to catch her this time--one hand left the rake handle, but was far too slow to catch her in time. Down to the ground they both went.]
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eren wasn’t annie, though, as much as he was fond of her. It wouldn’t last and he wouldn’t suffocate her— just enough to show her that there was a way. ]
You can do just about anything with your limbs, if you get close enough. [ ] Size doesn’t matter— someone could be physically stronger than you, and you can still take them down.
[ even end them, if needed. ]