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[monomachy]

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Notes: immediately post-confluence in sunset falls. there be gross ectoplasm here


[the video opens to... blurriness. realizing this, diana wipes at the lens with her hand, really just making it worse. she curses quietly in some language, and rubs at the camera more vigorously. eventually, it clears up enough to show the spiritual carnage around her. she's up to her elbows in silvery ectoplasm, and it's smeared all over her armor. the rounded edge of her shield peeks up from behind her shoulders, also silvered with ectoplasm. she's gotten most of it out of her hair, at least. somehow, she still manages to look none the worse for wear.

her lips are set in a grim line, and she only says one thing before she cuts the video:]

I need a sword.

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[hevenly]

[ There is a smile which comes to Angela's lips as well. Their first meeting was one of violence against monsters, which Angela has found to be a wonderful way to meet people and forge lasting bonds. ]

Diana.

[ She unhooks the sheathed sword from her wide belt and holds it out for Diana to take. ]

I hope you find this to your liking. It has served me well for the past year.

[monomachy]

[She takes the sword with appropriate reverence, knowing that though Angela may no longer need it, the blade has still been with her in battle. It's no easy thing to give up a trusted weapon.

She takes a moment to assess its heft, then unsheathes it to test the balance. Again, ignoring the stares of those now giving them a wide berth in the hotel lobby. Pleased, she sheathes it again and begins to strap it to her baldric at her hip.]

It is a well-made weapon. I pray to Athena it will serve me as well as it has you.

[hevenly]

[ Angela watches Diana heft the sword, noting with some pleasure that she is obviously a woman skilled with such a weapon.

It's always nice to meet a kindred spirit. ]

Should you have need of a sparring partner, I would welcome the opportunity.

[monomachy]

[Sheath secured, Diana abandons the gravity of ceremony and a wide smile blooms across her lips.]

I would be honored to spar with you. But I fear we will have a hard time finding a suitable space in this city.

[hevenly]

That is true. The cities of Earth are often not designed for open violence.

[ You get in one sword fight in Central Park, and suddenly you're on some sort of watch list... ]

I will keep my eyes peeled for a suitable location.

[monomachy]

They certainly are not. [Diana longs for the training fields of Themyscira. There's no better place to test one's skill against another warrior.]

As will I. [She smiles.] And I hope to meet you on such a field soon.