[ A spirit yes, which likely makes him very susceptible to Toge's skills, but he has no intention on going for the throat. Sparring is sparring. Get control and that's it, usually. ]
Tuna mayo. [ His tone is a little petulant. Don't tell him what he should think. He can decide for himself what Lancelot is, friend or foe. He's not mad at him, although maybe the other was expecting that. ]
[ Lancelot can't read minds, so he unfortunately does not know what the other means - but takes into account his tone. Maybe he just wants to show what he's made of? Is what the Servant thinks...
He adjusts, ]
Not today, we can do this tomorrow in the morning when the sun rises. There is a lot of room to work with in the burnt area - I would rather not destroy the Grove in anyway.
[ It's like the middle of the day Toge, and when Lancelot fights he fights for hours - he wants to have the time to do so. ]
We will meet there then.
[ Having no other intention and desire to do much else in the day, Lancelot takes it upon himself to defer into his incorporeal state. What seems to be dust begins to flitter out along his figure until there is nothing left. Just a mass of energy, literally a ghost. Making its way to a place where it is close to Irene and out of reach of the Forest. ]
[ Anyway its the next day, so you have him just standing there in the burnt town north of the Grove. Looking like an ominous set of armor that seemed to match the area he was in, just waiting there!!!! Quiet!!! ]
[ Sparring, training, it's all the same old, same old to Toge. He looks like he's completely casual, slouching slightly as he walks, scuffing his foot on the ground. Although he looks casual he's sizing up Lancelot. He did say he was a spirit of some kind and he took a deep breath to feel.
Strong, definitely strong. Grade one, definitely. Possibly even special grade, depending on what kind of tricks he has.
Toge prepares simply by unzipping his collar and taking his position. ]
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Date: 2023-10-29 05:14 pm (UTC)Tuna mayo. [ His tone is a little petulant. Don't tell him what he should think. He can decide for himself what Lancelot is, friend or foe. He's not mad at him, although maybe the other was expecting that. ]
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Date: 2023-10-30 12:23 am (UTC)He adjusts, ]
Not today, we can do this tomorrow in the morning when the sun rises. There is a lot of room to work with in the burnt area - I would rather not destroy the Grove in anyway.
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Date: 2023-10-30 05:17 pm (UTC)Salmon. [ No problem, Lancelot, he'll see you then. ]
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Date: 2023-10-30 11:37 pm (UTC)We will meet there then.
[ Having no other intention and desire to do much else in the day, Lancelot takes it upon himself to defer into his incorporeal state. What seems to be dust begins to flitter out along his figure until there is nothing left. Just a mass of energy, literally a ghost. Making its way to a place where it is close to Irene and out of reach of the Forest. ]
Next day
Date: 2023-10-30 11:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2023-10-31 01:05 am (UTC)Strong, definitely strong. Grade one, definitely. Possibly even special grade, depending on what kind of tricks he has.
Toge prepares simply by unzipping his collar and taking his position. ]