Adair dashed forward, weilding his plastic sword as he slashed at the air. A weary Kainda following behind him. She carried the rest of Adair's halloween costume in the plastic bag that hung at her side. Adair had insited on carring the sword home and it just didn't seem worth the fight it would take to get it back. She called forward a warning anyway.
"If you break that thing I'm not buying you another!" she yelled, her eyes watching over his smooth motions and tilted her head to the side. He seemed almost natural with moving the sword around. Less of the awkward slashes of most children and more actual moves. Kainda told herself to look in fencing classes. He'd proably enjoy that, and he'd be out of her hair for a few hours. Kainda smiled at the thought.
"I wont break it!" Adair called back, annoyed with the suggestion as he turned to look at his guardian, then forward. He was busy definding the world from a vicious dragon! He wouldn't break his trusty blade. Not now when it was so vital that he had his weapon. There was the compound to save!
