Chapter 2, a random nameless chapter about a fight amongst other things.
Thanks everyone for reviewing my story. One more review makes 10. Sorry if I have not replied to anyone, I do try, but I do not get very much time to type the story, let alone reply to reviews! P.S. someone recommend me a book I haven't read!
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Pink squishy llama : JON IS A JERK. I WILL SPELL HIS NAME WRONG. DOWN WITH JON. ALANNA DESERVES GEORGE (sorry A/J's) JOINETHEN. A/G FOREVER. EVERYONE AGREE WITH ME. JON IS A JERK! JON IS STUPID. JON IS UGLY. KILL JON! KILL JON! KILL JON! KILL JON! KILL JON! KILL JON! KILL JON! Kill JON!
ANYWAY. REVIEW CHAPTER 2
Cassandria dusted down her clothes, and Alanna could not help but see how strange they were. She wore a leather jerkin, soft with use, and very short boot, over long breeches, which were coloured like hose. She wore a long shin length skirt, like a normal skirt, except the bodice was not attached. It was made from something that looked suspiciously like sacking. It could be hooked up, to a tunic's length, from her grey/brown shirt.
Alanna, tired of not knowing much about the handsome Martin as a person, except that he was 22. (three years older than her, and four years older than the twins.) all the time she was thinking about George, who had loved her when he was six years older than she was.
Mp24: What is it about Tamora Pierce and age differences?
But then again, George did not have three colours of hair and two coloured eyes, even though they were about as eccentric as each other though!
(Although Alanna does not know, he is Liam's brother. Family resemblance. The looks and the stupidity!)
Still Alanna did go up to him and talk to him. He told her a bit about himself, and not a lot about his relationship with Cassandria. After a while he got so close to flirting, that Alanna felt her cheeks turn bright red. He abruptly stopped, but gave her a smile that made her shiver. To stop her feeling embarrassed, Martin decided they should do some fencing. Alanna had never seen him fence, in fact she had never seen him draw python, his blade. This was because for days they had been walking and camping, and slowly travelling due south, to the fief of Aarg, in Galla. They had started in the Grimhold Mountains, and they had nearly entered the great southern desert.
When Martin drew his sword, Alanna got a great shock. The blade was over three feet long, about three and a half, with a beautiful wavy steel blade, (literally like this ) set with silver serrated edges. It had a U shaped hook on the end, promising a very painful death for anyone who cared to get in its way. It was an amazing sword for a poor mercenary to have, but Alanna did not say this to Martin. Alanna picked up her sword, and ran her hands over the blade, temporarily dulling the blade with her gift, (That is from Eragon. I know. Copyright Christopher Paoulini or however you spell it.) once it was safe, they started fighting. It was an amazing show of skill, on both sides. Martin was very strong, and Alanna soon got tired, but he had a few flaws, and Alanna was constantly looking for gaps in his technique. In addition, as he was not taught at the palace, he could not hide all the movements that showed what was going to do next. Soon the twins were watching them. They called out encouragement to both of them, and spurred them on.
After what seemed like an eternity, Alanna saw an opening. Although Alanna was one of the best swordswoman in Tortall, Martin was amazing, and very strong. The result was that they spun from place to place in an intricate war-dance, combining the most complicated pattern of movement. Suddenly Alanna move lightening in a deft flick, disarmed Martin, and pressed her blade to his throat. He put up his hands.
"Okay, I admit it. You are the best. I have never been beaten before. That was amazing.!"
"Yes!" Chimed the twins together. "It was"
After they had left, martin smoothed down his blonde hair, and then his orange hair, and then his brown hair. His green and blue eyes looked nervous.
"Thankyou Lioness Alanna , I enjoyed that." And he took Alanna's hand and kissed it. When he saw she did not resist, he took her tentatively in his arms, and kissed her on the lips. Suddenly he stiffened and pulled away.
"I'm sorry. You just looked so innocent, and yet I know you can fight so well. I'm sorry, I cant help it. I had to.
And they both turned away and quietly returned to their duties.
Thanks for reading it. I will try to update soon, but it will probably be in about a week. I am so pathetic. Bye. Keep reviewing, and remember, Jon is a jerk! Kill Jon.
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