Satine Capashen
Jan 22nd, 2002, 09:21:22 PM
Satine slashes his sword down, and then flips it up again, stabbing at an imaginary enemy, and then quickly spin kicking, and then sweeping the imaginary person's feet out from under him. He hisses slightly as he stabs his sword down into the ground, which, had there been a real person there, would have spitted the person in the centre of the chest. Smiling, the Jedi Knight takes the sword out of the ground, and sits on his large boulder in the centre of his courtyard, and begins to polish the blade, removing and traces of dirt from the black, rune inscribed, metal of Meitou.
Around Satine were weapons he favored, wooden swords for practive, his shurikens, bo staffs, daggers, shields, and all other kinds imaginable were on racks on the walls, making for an impressive display. Satine smiles as he finishes cleaning Meitou--his sword, the name meaning "Celebrated Sword"--and looks up, watching through the skylight, and watching the stars come out...
Around Satine were weapons he favored, wooden swords for practive, his shurikens, bo staffs, daggers, shields, and all other kinds imaginable were on racks on the walls, making for an impressive display. Satine smiles as he finishes cleaning Meitou--his sword, the name meaning "Celebrated Sword"--and looks up, watching through the skylight, and watching the stars come out...