Asphodel got the distinct impression that Theo was in his element. There was an air of comfort about him that didn't exist when she came across him all buttoned up in his nice suits, or even when he was out in the field, commanding his agents, fighting what he fought best.
He looked at home in his training gear, with a sword in hand. And he smiled like it too, even going so far as to catch the flaring edge of her skirt with the tip of his feder. She felt the breeze on her knees as he lifted the skirt by a few more inches than before, and she didn't hide her surprise. It was a mild expression, a little bounce of her pale eyebrows, and a curious tilt to her smile. Still watching Theo, she reached down and brushed at the fabric, unhooking it from the tip of his training sword, and letting it fall back to its natural position.
“Oh, you might not be listening, but you'll hear it anyway,” she replied with a grin, undaunted by the warning.
She turned about to take a good look at the wall of training equipment. Stepping forward, she pulled free a training sword that was about the same height and weight as Theo's. It was no challenge for her supernatural strength, but ill-fitting for her stature. Still, she considered it--they'd broken her blade the last time they sparred.
He looked at home in his training gear, with a sword in hand. And he smiled like it too, even going so far as to catch the flaring edge of her skirt with the tip of his feder. She felt the breeze on her knees as he lifted the skirt by a few more inches than before, and she didn't hide her surprise. It was a mild expression, a little bounce of her pale eyebrows, and a curious tilt to her smile. Still watching Theo, she reached down and brushed at the fabric, unhooking it from the tip of his training sword, and letting it fall back to its natural position.
“Oh, you might not be listening, but you'll hear it anyway,” she replied with a grin, undaunted by the warning.
She turned about to take a good look at the wall of training equipment. Stepping forward, she pulled free a training sword that was about the same height and weight as Theo's. It was no challenge for her supernatural strength, but ill-fitting for her stature. Still, she considered it--they'd broken her blade the last time they sparred.