Micheal
*She nodded slowly. She gripped the blade with both hands, and she stood readying herself. She took in a deep breath, preparing herself, and she nodded a final time. She shifted a little, as she spoke to confirm the question of if she was ready.*

"Ready."
Lynn
*Ling takes in a deep breath, then exhaling before raising both swords. Slowly, she advances forward, then lunges with a left to right diagonal with her left sword, keeping her right sword up for defense.*
Micheal
*The Okamimi would release her breath as she moved her blade to block the incoming attack. She held onto the blade tightly, as she thought of her direct disadvantage, in that she only had one weapon, and removed one hand from her blade, to let her fingernails grow to form a claw on her left-hand.*
Lynn
*Claws? That was odd. Fighting against two swords, Ling thought Machi would want the strength behind a two handed weapon. Though, she was most likely strong enough to parry her attacks effectively. Instead, she had went for offensive claws, with almost no defensive capabilities. Short range as well.*

*Ling raised her right blade in a diagonal right to left rising strike at Machi's sword arm, twisting her body so her left sword was now further back.*
Micheal
*She tensed a little as she saw Ling swing towards her sword arm, and she instinctively raised her her clawed hand to meet it. She was confident in her natural claws to handle a wooden sword's strike coming towards her.*

*She smirked a little, feeling her years of training with a sword coming back to her, as she moved to swing her sword in a diagonal slash towards Ling. It felt good to have a sparring partner... She just hope she didn't forget it was a spar, and accidentally hurt her companion.*
Lynn
*Little defense was still defense as Machi blocks the sword blow using her claws. Interesting. Had she gone a little higher she might have accidentally hit her hand.*

*Ling raises her left sword to let the blow slide off to the right using the strong of her blade, and thrusts her right sword at Machi after circling the tip away from the claws.*

*The swordswoman smiles, feeling the thrill of fighting once more, even if it was only light sparring. With someone as skilled as Machi, it would be perfect to shake the rust off, especially with someone she loved.*
Micheal
*The Okamimi nodded faintly, and she shifted to move her sword-arm to meet the thrust. She let her claw hand return to her side, as she looked for an opening, her eyes narrowing as she stepped back, holding onto her blade tightly.*