[And even if there's still a reluctance in the way he moves away from Dorian, he does slip out of the bed. Ducking down, he reaches under the bed and comes out with a sword, a simple but well-made blade, etched here and there with the images of vines and leaves.
He moves to the most open space in the room. Small though it is, it's enough. He glances at Dorian with a faint, almost shy smile -- not many people outside Zephrah have seen the Zeph'aeratam -- before he begins. For a moment he shtus his eyes and takes a breath, and then he's in motion.
It's clearly martial in nature, but there's something of a dance in it, a ballet, motions slow, then quick, flowing one into another. It shows what Dorian has by now had a close up view of, that though slender, Orym's body is all muscle, lithe and wiry, a dancer with a blade who could be lethal should he need to.]
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Date: 2023-04-13 05:21 am (UTC)[And even if there's still a reluctance in the way he moves away from Dorian, he does slip out of the bed. Ducking down, he reaches under the bed and comes out with a sword, a simple but well-made blade, etched here and there with the images of vines and leaves.
He moves to the most open space in the room. Small though it is, it's enough. He glances at Dorian with a faint, almost shy smile -- not many people outside Zephrah have seen the Zeph'aeratam -- before he begins. For a moment he shtus his eyes and takes a breath, and then he's in motion.
It's clearly martial in nature, but there's something of a dance in it, a ballet, motions slow, then quick, flowing one into another. It shows what Dorian has by now had a close up view of, that though slender, Orym's body is all muscle, lithe and wiry, a dancer with a blade who could be lethal should he need to.]