[ Who ever knew that swords could be so fucking heavy.
Ellie is a scrawny, short little kid. She's strong for her petite size, and agile, and she knows how to handle pistols, rifles, bow and arrows, pocket knives and homemade explosives. But a sword? A sword that's over half the size of her in length, no less?
It's pretty fucking cool that the guy standing in front of her is a pirate, though. A real fucking pirate! But he's also a real fucking pirate who's holding a sword that's as sharp and probably as heavy as hers, and he seems to be wielding it with far more ease than she is. Means he proooobably knows how to handle that thing far better than Ellie does. ]
Unngh… [ She grunts quietly as she tries to hold it as steadily as the pirate is holding it. She shifts her hold on the hilt. Finds a point of balance with the sword in her hands. Okay. Okay, she's got this. All she has to do is just swing it, right? Swing it like she'd swing a machete, and that's all there is to it. Right? ]
Oh, shit-- [She gasps this in sudden surprise, eyes widening, as the pirate comes suddenly charging towards her, and Ellie takes a huge, overcompensating swing of the sword just as he's approaching - and finds herself unable to stop as the heavy inertia of the sword takes over and makes her lose balance. Causes her whole body to go swinging ungainly off to the left in a wide, stumbling arc. ]
fighting simulation!
Ellie is a scrawny, short little kid. She's strong for her petite size, and agile, and she knows how to handle pistols, rifles, bow and arrows, pocket knives and homemade explosives. But a sword? A sword that's over half the size of her in length, no less?
It's pretty fucking cool that the guy standing in front of her is a pirate, though. A real fucking pirate! But he's also a real fucking pirate who's holding a sword that's as sharp and probably as heavy as hers, and he seems to be wielding it with far more ease than she is. Means he proooobably knows how to handle that thing far better than Ellie does. ]
Unngh… [ She grunts quietly as she tries to hold it as steadily as the pirate is holding it. She shifts her hold on the hilt. Finds a point of balance with the sword in her hands. Okay. Okay, she's got this. All she has to do is just swing it, right? Swing it like she'd swing a machete, and that's all there is to it. Right? ]
Oh, shit-- [She gasps this in sudden surprise, eyes widening, as the pirate comes suddenly charging towards her, and Ellie takes a huge, overcompensating swing of the sword just as he's approaching - and finds herself unable to stop as the heavy inertia of the sword takes over and makes her lose balance. Causes her whole body to go swinging ungainly off to the left in a wide, stumbling arc. ]
Fuck.