First Smuppet ~ Text / Action for those interested

[puppetcrumpet]

So, ironically, I am in this land of pillows and magic shit... and bored out of my fuckin mind.
Lookin for anyone who wants to Strife.
Lil Bro, youre not gettin out of it.
This rooftop, one hour.

[the feed briefly cuts to video showing a panoramic view of the Mallow Hallow district. The particular rooftop is bright orange, and already shows signs of Strider-ification]

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Re: Action For The Win

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi looks up, grinning.]

But you have no hair on your chin!

[She sniffs, mouth gaping, then moves easily towards the pillow-fire-escape. She clambers up with ease, and steps up onto the pillow-top roof warily, already drawn tense for a fight, grinning helplessly. She sniffs, taking in the landscape, so to speak. Smooth and flat, with edges that want to blur into the surrounding brightly-coloured land. Well, a fall from this short height won't kill her, and landing in the pillow-soft ground won't even hurt her.]

Unless this is a human version of The Jadeblood Who Develops A Taste for Wriggler's Blood and Pursues a Trio of Rustbloods Through Sequential Dwellings to An Ending of Slaughter and Laudable Trickery Where the Jadeblood is Devoured as Nutrition for the Rustbloods.

[puppetcrumpet]

[he chuckles when he hears the title]

On Earth its called the "Three Little Pigs" and the wolf isn't eaten by he pigs.

[good thing he had that conversation about blood types]

Such long and revealing titles. How about this one. In Which a Blind Tealblood Challenges an Alien Ninja Master to a Fight on Dwelling Made of Plush Cushions Only to Be Beaten Without the Alien Appearing to Move. Does that sound like the proper title?

[he is such an asshole when he's in strife mode... even more so than usual]

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi laughs, bright and clear, and brandishes her cane.]

Nope. You're very wrong.

Bring it on, then, and stop flapping your trap!

[She feints forward, testing his reflexes, his response, his speed, his reach.]

[puppetcrumpet]

[his unbreakable katana appears. It's cleaner than it was when he arrived. Then again, he arrived impaled with it, so he had to clean it.

In his other hand appears a smuppet which gets pushed into Terezi's face]

[allseeingtongue]

[So he doesn't run when rushed. Good to know. Terezi sweeps her cane up, knowing her reach is shorter, even as she swats away the smuppet. If she can come in low and fast, maybe, she can get under his reach and inside his denfenses. He's quick, almost as fast as she is, and he's older; he's fought more, she bets.]

[puppetcrumpet]

[he moves his katana to block her cane and slides back a little to a better posture. He was used to fighting someone shorter than him. Though, so far, Terezi seemed less rash than Dave usually was. She was quick, too, he might have to actually step it up

He'll let her have one more freebie before he gets into his rooftop ninja routine]

[allseeingtongue]

[Cane up and with a quick move Terezi reverses it in her grip and draws the blade hidden inside. Cane-sword in hand, she comes in fast and low, aiming for Bro's knees. She's not going to slice him or anything like that, but if she makes contact it'll probably bruise. That being a very big if.]

[puppetcrumpet]

[if is right because Bro is simply not there anymore by the time the cane's blade passes through the spot he was in. Bro reappears at Terezi's side moving his sword in such away that the flat of the blade will strike her arm, if she can't block or move in time]

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi twists to dodge, joints just a little more flexible than is humanly possible: the flat of Bro's sword kisses her arm in passing. Just barely not a hit, and her heart is racing now. So fast! What a challenge, what a treat! He's faster than she is, like that, and suddenly the chances of victory are uncertain.]

[Terezi loves it.]

[She turns a neat flip to get space, readies her blade and sniffs eagerly to find out where he is now, mouth gaping wide, fangs glittering.]

[puppetcrumpet]

[he won't let her have the initiative this time.

In a flashstep he's in her space again, this time a puppet punch being the attack]

[allseeingtongue]

[Terezi ducks and strikes with a balled fist, aimed for a tender human gut, even as the puppet-punch stings her ear in passing. He's too fast, and she knows she'll take a hit before too much longer. It likely won't hurt but it'll be humiliating.

[puppetcrumpet]

[the human gut is very tender, and despite the quickness his wound is healing, he isn't completely healed, yet, so his gut is more tender than most. Perhaps the quickness of his dodge might give that away. Sure, he's almost supernaturally fast (only almost?), but it might have broken the sound barrier with the speed he moved to dodge]

[allseeingtongue]

[Just enough breathing space to get back on the offensive. Terezi grins, mouth gaping. She doesn't try to predict where he will be (that would be using her Seer powers and cheating) but instead balances herself so as to be able to spring off in any direction, ready and waiting. Half the fight is being ready; the other half, taking advantage of the opponent.]

[puppetcrumpet]

[he studies her for a moment from his landing spot. Just before he moves he adjusts the grip on his sword. It appears he is going for a frontal assault, he has his sword raised in such a way that it looks like he's going to strike for her arm.

Of course, at the last moment it turns to be a feint and he's really going for her legs. If it hits he'll give her papercuts]