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[prosecutory]

Good day. This is Miles Edgeworth.

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[voice]

[pure_havoc]

[he's given up fighting his script-reader, apparently it doesn't like 2000 year old Chinese]

Good day, Master Edgeworth. I am inquiring about your availability some morning for sword practice.

[voice]

[prosecutory]

Good day, Lord Cao. [That's correct, isn't it? ISN'T IT?] Do you have a particular morning in mind?

[Like today or tomorrow?]

[voice]

[pure_havoc]

[It'll do, though he can't keep a bit of a smirk out of his tone thanks to how much it sounds like someone would address his father]

If it is not too soon, I am free tomorrow.

[voice]

[prosecutory]

That's fine. Shall we meet at the dojo?

[voice]

[pure_havoc]

That will do. You know where it is? [not that he's good with directions but there's a sense of familiarity that wasn't there the last time they spoke]

[voice]

[prosecutory]

Yes, I do. After we last spoke, Kashuu was...kind enough to give me a tour.

[And a surprise sparring session. All because Kashuu thought Edgeworth was Hasebe.]

[voice]

[pure_havoc]

[oh Kashuu, never change]

Excellent. Then, I will meet you there in the morning. I could do with the exercise.

[voice]

[prosecutory]

As would I.

Would 7 AM suffice?

[voice]

[pure_havoc]

That should be fine. Do bring your real blade; they have practice swords at the dojo but I prefer the weight of real blades.

[voice]

[prosecutory]

I will. It is always useful to practice with one's actual weapon of choice.

[voice]

[pure_havoc]

Until then.

[ooc: shall we log it up here?]

[action]

[prosecutory]

[The answer is yes.

Anyway, at five minutes to seven, Edgeworth walks up to the dojo, with this sword in a scabbard at his hip. He'll be looking for his sparring partner if Cao Pi happened to be around already at this time.]

[action]

[pure_havoc]

[he's only behind by a couple of minutes, but at least he can be seen coming with the bronze-edged armor over his shoulders catching the morning light. He has a pair of thinner blades in a double-sheath at his side, and when he spots Edgeworth looking around, quickens his pace]

Good morning.

[action]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth turns around and gives the other man a formal smile in greeting. Then he bows.]

Good morning to you, as well.

[After that he can't help but look at the blades Cao Pi has...look, months of using swords has made him interested in looking at other swords, sorry.]

[action]

[pure_havoc]

[such a nice bow! Cao Pi decides to honor his respectfulness and give him a customary bow of his own, placing his fist against his palm over his heart.]

If you're ready, Master Edgeworth...

[he slides the door open and steps in, grateful for this time of the morning - not a lot of people seem inclined to train so early. They have a practice hall to themselves.]

It occurs to me I've only drawn my swords once in the time I've been here. This should be entertaining, at least.

[action]

[prosecutory]

I'm ready.

[Edgeworth is a bit nervous, since this was going to be a sparring session involving real swords. But he's managed to defend himself with one well enough throughout the part of his life spent in battle.]

But, if I may ask...why only once? How long have you been here?

[action]

[pure_havoc]

[he draws the two thin swords as he paces around the hall, getting a feel for the space. They sure don't look like a typical Chinese podao...]

It's been a little over three months. In that time, let's see. I sparred once, but the threats around the colony were nothing that could have been battled with swords. Ghosts, odd happenings, and the like.

[action]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth nods.] Understandable. I've encountered my share, although in a much longer span of time.

[Try "nearly a year" or at least, "close to 10 months".]

[action]

[pure_havoc]

All the more reason to keep our skills honed.

[it's not that he's doubted the need for weapons, but sometimes you just don't find a moment in your day to go hack at practice dummies...

Cao Pi turns quickly on his heel to face his sparring partner and twirls the blades around his wrists to put them into position.]

Come, then, let's see how rusty we really are.

[action]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth doesn't even do the twirly blade thing! He draws his sword from its scabbard slowly and grips it in both hands. Then he gets into position.]

[Defending myself against two blades with one...this will be a challenge. But certainly not one I can't handle.]

I should hope I haven't become rusty. It may prove to be my undoing.

[But so far, he's been lucky.]

[action]

[pure_havoc]

[Cao Pi nods in acceptance, and then gets it started, advancing with a couple of quick steps and sweeping the blades in wide arcs, one after the other. He's saving the real surprise of the weapon's configuration until he needs it, this opening gambit is only to introduce his speed. He's moderately fast but not overpowering, swinging right and then left as if his blades weigh nothing.]

[action]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth is a bit taken aback and it shows in how his eyes widen and his hands tense as he swings his sword this way and that to block Cao Pi's strikes. The second one is a bit more awkward, done at the spur of the moment.

Speed isn't his strong suit; it's very obvious.]

[action]

[pure_havoc]

[As long as Edgeworth blocks, Cao Pi will keep swinging, facing him head-on. His opponent's longer sword could be dangerous if it gets inside his reach, but Pi presses his advantage with his lighter blades.]

[action]

[prosecutory]

[And Edgeworth is forced to keep parrying and defending to the best of his ability, pushed to move faster. At one or two points he only narrowly evades Cao Pi's strikes.

But he doesn't complain. He just keeps going, waiting for an opportunity to take the offensive side.]

[action]

[pure_havoc]

[Having the upper hand allows Cao Pi to get a little cocky, so it's time for a special move - on one backswing, he brings the two swords close together, and there's an audible click before he takes one hand away and whirls Pure Havoc around to show off its new form. The two swords have become one, joined at the ends of the handles into a long weapon with blades at each end.

It changes his stance, his pattern, everything. Pi can't manage it with only one hand for long, he takes a hold and uses it much like a long staff, and the space between hits from either end increases. There's undoubtedly room for a sword to break his momentum, now.]