Mock Fight: Lubbock vs Autumn

[Lubbock]

Lubbock timidly scratched the back of his head. "C'mon, Rose, you know that was an accident... you can stop that already." He complained, shooting her a somewhat hurt look. "Ah, you just love faking it, don't you?" Syura echoed in Lubbock's head, and the assassin's fist clenched at his side. Oh, screw you, Syura, Lubbock retorted, scowling at the obnoxious voice. A grin crossed his lips when arose challenged him to a duel. "Haha, now we're talking! I guess this is where I show you the ropes and you teach me the strings, hey?" He referred back to the pun the girl had made upon their initial meeting. To show his enthusiasm, he flicked his wrists out, the wires running down his arms rapidly reeling out of the discs on the back of the gloves. The silver threads laid idly in the alabaster snow, camouflaged against their resting place.

"Let's do this!" Lubbock shouted, before rushing forwards and slinging his right-hand wires overhead. Rose's eyes traced the glimmering strings and seemed to notice the arcing path towards her guitar. Instinctively, she threw her arm upwards, the threads wrapping tightly around her flesh. Smirking, she seemed to have a plan... but when she attempted to strum her guitar, her hand would not move. A look back to Lubbock showed him pulling back on the set of five wires, grinning slyly. With his left hand, Lubbock formed the remaining wires into a sharp blade, the size of a typical longsword, and he began to close the distance, taking a stab at the musician's legs. Unsure whether he hit or not, he quickly retracted both wires, feeling the right set falling slack. In preparation for the return fire, he began weaving a small, threaded dome around him as a shield.