[The ears and tail are unusual, for certain, but V holds stranger sights in his memories — not to mention his passing notice of individuals with equally odd features just on the way to the house. His eyes linger on her leporine-shaped ears for just a half second, before he offers her a barely-tilted grin.
She seems energetic, far more than he could often hope to be; not to mention she appears more suited to this training hall, or at least more capable of picking up these particularly massive weapons just hanging on their rack.]
A greataxe? I wonder. [But she’s so easily picking up that sword, and so maybe he shouldn’t be too surprised. V tucks his cane under his arm as he considers the weapons rack again — and yes, there it is. A very large axe.
He reaches out to grab it by its haft, but even a practice greataxe is heckin’ heavy. V staggers forward in a slight lurch with the weight of it, but at least he doesn’t topple over.]
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She seems energetic, far more than he could often hope to be; not to mention she appears more suited to this training hall, or at least more capable of picking up these particularly massive weapons just hanging on their rack.]
A greataxe? I wonder. [But she’s so easily picking up that sword, and so maybe he shouldn’t be too surprised. V tucks his cane under his arm as he considers the weapons rack again — and yes, there it is. A very large axe.
He reaches out to grab it by its haft, but even a practice greataxe is heckin’ heavy. V staggers forward in a slight lurch with the weight of it, but at least he doesn’t topple over.]
Ah… [h e a v y] Here you are.