"You could go look for information, but I'm not going to tell you, so something of a surprise, yes." Taking up his stance precisely as it had been when he got interrupted, Megatron hefted his sword again and turned off his optics, shifting his stance a little, listening to the tones from the metal as his weight shifted and pressed down.
"Consider it a gift," said Megatron, his voice no more than a soft hum, underscoring the music created by his movements as he slid through the exercises slowly. Not that this was any less of a gift than the pass to the tournament would be.
Arguably it was more of a one, or perhaps at least more personal, and he was certainly pleased Optimus liked it. Pleased enough he extended his originally-planned set a little, adding in a flourish of an exercise from a completely different blade-fighting style before he came to a twirling stop, ending up half kneeling on the flagstones, one leg bent, the other out straight and blade horizontally held with his helm dipped down over it, his feet pressing down on one stone each to weave a ringing two-tone infinite end to the set.
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Date: 2013-08-07 09:24 pm (UTC)"Consider it a gift," said Megatron, his voice no more than a soft hum, underscoring the music created by his movements as he slid through the exercises slowly. Not that this was any less of a gift than the pass to the tournament would be.
Arguably it was more of a one, or perhaps at least more personal, and he was certainly pleased Optimus liked it. Pleased enough he extended his originally-planned set a little, adding in a flourish of an exercise from a completely different blade-fighting style before he came to a twirling stop, ending up half kneeling on the flagstones, one leg bent, the other out straight and blade horizontally held with his helm dipped down over it, his feet pressing down on one stone each to weave a ringing two-tone infinite end to the set.