Lynn
*Stepping to the left, Ling performs a one handed hanging parry, letting Machi's blade slide off her own to the right, then turning it into a left to right diagonal cut.*
Micheal
*Machi's brow furrowed as Ling parried her slash, and she gripped her blade tightly, as she moved to slash horizontally at Ling's side. She decided to make a gambit in attacking, to see how her sparring partner would react, while in the midst of her own attack.*
Lynn
*The slash stops mid-air, positioned right at the okamimi's neck, making sure not to hit. While Ling is vulnerable to Machi's horizontal slash, it seems that she's struck first, if only barely.*
Micheal
*Machi blinked, and stared at the training blade pointed at her neck, and stopped her swing, moments earlier than she would have. She nodded, and moved to retract the training blade, bringing it back to her side.*

"Well played. It seems you were faster than I was expecting."
Lynn
*Ling retracts the blade, sliding it into a sash as if she were sheathing a sword, smiling towards her companion.*

"Had it not been for my speed, it would have been even. That cut would have been fatal."

*The swordswoman walks up to her partner, giving her a kiss.*

"You did well. If it was anyone else, you would have beat them easily."
Micheal
*The Okamimi noed, as she set her training blade to the side, and she shifted a little, as she smiled in return. She smirked a little, as a laugh escaped her.*

"Speed is certainly useful, but I wasn't fighting at my strongest. Sometimes... When I wield a weapon, I just... Feel like I can hit harder, its weird."

*She said, thinking, and blushed a little as she was kissed.*

"I could've done better, though. I should always strive to improve after all."