[DayVampyre]

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Day broke over the village and the sky seemed to hold a dusky glow. Slowly but surely the village woke up to a new day. The small side shops and groceries opened, and mothers with tiny children in tow began to barter back and forth with wry store vendors. And to this Avery awoke, having spent the night outside. She got up to her feet surprisingly refreshed. She stretched out her limbs and the usual bones cracked. The tavern windows behind her were dark as she looked in, then she noticed her reflection in it. She frowned at the messy ponytail and fixed it more tightly back. The rain barrel beside her was about half full with clean water and Avery reached her hand down and splashed the cool water across her face and then patted it dry with her sleeve.

Avery paced around for a little bit, trying to wake herself up a little more. Her hand seemed to be straying more and more toward her sword. It been a while since the tired blade had be freed from its sheath. She drew it out and worked her way through a few little paces that she had made up on her own and a few that she had borrowed from others that she had seen.

"Keep swinging that piece of rust and you'll put your own doltish eye out!" A voice came from behind Avery. She lowered her sword and whirled around to see who it had been. But as soon as she saw who it was, she wished that she had kept it raised.

"Oh, its only you, sleep well scribe?" Avery asked

"Better than you did,thief, what were you doing anyway?" Ajada said walking over.

"Just practicing, and this is no bit of rust, it's very old and I've taken the best care of it so mind your mouth."

"So, if you can fight with a sword, I assume that it is a simple enough skill."

"Ha," It was an indignant 'ha', "I fear that you are very wrong in that, Scribe. Here," Avery said, taking out her smaller shorter sword, "But, I can be sure that you won't believe me so," She handed the sword to Ajada who gripped at it awkwardly, "It's not going to bite your hand you know, here now just wrap your hand around like this, look...see my hand?"

It was very plain that Ajada had never touched a sword before and seemed to persistantly want to hold it like a quill.
"No, no don't swing it like that, you'll wind up slicing you ankles!"
Slowly Avery was able to get Ajada to master a lunge move that was of her own creation, but that was by no means easy. Then a little defense,
"Wait, see here now, hold yourself so that only your side faces your enemy, you keep trying this full frontal thing, and all you'll wind up being is a pink pinchusion, alright?"

But Ajada was no dim ember, she picked things up after a little repetition. And soon they broke for a water break.

"Well, Scribe, still feel the same as you did earlier about the ease of using a sword?"

"Well, it's pleasant to know that occasionally you speak truthfully." Ajada said. Avery laughed.

"You know, now that you have a sword you're going to need something to keep it in."

"What do you mean? I don't have a sword. This is yours"

"I can always pick up another," Avery said standing up, Ajada followed suit, "here, stand still for a minute," Avery took the sheath from her belt and fixed it on to Ajada's belt. "There, it shouldn't come off since its been fixed there properly. Come on lets see if you still remember anything."

Avery redrew her sword and Ajada stood ready, clutching the sword's handle as if her life depended on it. Avery took it slowly and Ajada was able to block away most of Avery's moves. Avery increased the speed of her attacks, calling out encouragement to an increasily frustrated Ajada. Then her sword arm dropped and Avery fell to a knee. Ajada pulled back and sheathed the sword. Avery breathed in quite hard, she had dropped her sword by her side and held her forehead in her hand. Her vision seemed to be a bit blurred.

"Avery?"

She sucked in another painfully bought breath and then it went away, as if released from a spell, it cleared up and nothing remained to ail her.

"Avery?" she heard Ajada call her again and she stood up.

"I'm fine, I must have just caught a bad breath, I'm fine, I could do with a bit of water though," Avery said picking her sword back up and putting it into her sheath.