Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20150109051835/@comment-13593058-20150421143634

Alonne raised an eyebrow and licked her lips as she observed the unwieldy claymore rush towards her. Although, no one can really see that under her mask, she grinned a little without displacing herself.

"It has a decent speed, but a strength based weapon will always be a strength based weapon, 'but I knew that. '" she thought to herself, "I wonder why I'm talking to myself, must be going crazy. I wonder what I should cook for din--"

She snapped back from daydreaming as the first strike approached. She had only mere seconds to react and any blow dealt by it would mean a leathal or at least crippling wound. Instinctively she raised her halberd into its path, transfering the force of each blow onto the blade.

However, each effective block put more stress onto the segmented weapon and on the final strike, as the metal sang with metal, the blade of Alonne's scythe broke off with a clean snap. The blade whirled in the air at an stupendous rate before landing, tip down onto the asphalt behind her.

"I think I cook some curry tonight. Or maybe hotpot." she said seeing Edwin finish and retreat. "Hmm, no kind of too hot for that." She twirled the remaining section of her weapon before snapping the pole into two, transforming them into two tonfas. "I should probably get some leeks." Alonne rushed towards her target using her superior acceleration and aimed her blows towards the soft abdomen and brittle ribs.