#guardingxsword

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@guardingxsword​ { ✧ }

“Never thought you’d be askin’ me for some sparring lessons, if I’m ‘onest.”

Antoine never struck him as one who would want to learn some hand to hand, given that he liked using swords. Though, he didn’t mind giving the other a few lessons if he really wanted to. Plus, wasn’t like the echidna would say ‘no’ to getting a sparring session in with someone who was willing.

Even if he’d have to hold back significantly. Didn’t want to hurt the other after all and after all this wasn’t an all out brawl.

[songxfthestars]

@guardingxsword​ said:

"Forgive me my french, but you look like a soaked baguette."

“I’m sure you can tell, I am not a fan of sudden rainstorms.”

Especially on the rare occasion he didn’t bring his defensive umbrella with him. The moisture had completely ruined his hair, so needless to say, negativity was all around him. Spring was a time of flowers, and rain. It got very muddy when all the snow finally melted as it had now. He was going to have to wash his shoes, too.

“Can’t say I expected to see you at the bakery. But I can say that I’ll be staying here until the rain stops.”

[auroraicefieldarchive]

@guardingxsword​ said:

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

word prompts compilation

What was he staring for?

Hadn’t he ever seen a three hundred fifty pound bear drink coffee before? He was sitting on a bench, enjoying his cup when his ears twitched, and he caught the scent of another person. He didn’t really understand why, but he was used to the staring. He was always either too tall, or too fat to be considered a normal person. People had to gawk.

So he stared right back. Not with anger, so much as annoyance. If he had a problem with Bark’s presence, he could come up and say it to him, rather than just staring at him like he was some kind of museum display. It was ruining his all important coffee time.

[argentnaivety-a]

@littlelegend​ || @guardingxsword​ said: 🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

☼ --- Wow! He hadn’t been treated like this before. Silver usually came to others on a mission of incomplete business. Whether he needed information or to lend a hand to a fellow hero, Silver rarely hung around long enough to receive hospitality from others. This was a strange but welcome opportunity to, well, take a breather. 

           Though it might only be a snack, Silver gave the most appreciative smile on his face up at Antoine. 

         “ Thank you! You know, I don’t always realize how hungry I am until food is literally set down in front of me. It’s very kind of you to offer me some. I hope you’ve got plenty for yourself! ”

[bxttlekukku]

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❝ Hm? I thought I’d seen the last of you during the retrieval of the Gardens. Do tell, D’Coolette, what’s brought you right back to the Battle Bird Armada? ❞

He sat, cross legged in his chair, slowly turning around to face the coyote. The various little goons in the bridge looked at each other with a shrug. Kukku set his drink down, a (fancy) glass of mineral water. He locked eyes with Antoine, patiently waiting for an answer. 

[chaosworthyarchive]

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     {➹} – IT WASN’T VERY OFTEN that the hedgehog came across a swordsman, in fact it wasn’t very often that he passed by anyone with a sword at all, much less someone who seemed to wield it with such proficiency. He had clearly stumbled upon the canine’s practice session, and while the hero knew he should move along, he couldn’t help but watch, curious. 

     Of course, unsurprisingly, it didn’t take the stranger long to spot the blue hedgehog standing there and instinctively Arrow raised both hands, chuckling sheepishly. “Sorry ‘bout that, I didn’t mean t’ interrupt.”

[littlearsenalomega]

@guardingxsword

Standing there with one of her many, many purple katanas in hand, Omega listened intently as the coyote went on and on about proper swordsmanship. She hadn’t even had the time to get all this badnik oil and who knows what else off of her before he took it upon himself to teach her a way to use this thing beyond the brute force chopping method she already used. At least this village was safe again, at least for the moment.

“I really made you cringe using this thing, huh?”

Looking around though this really seemed like neither the time or place for such a thing. Despite how excited she actually was to learn about a better way to take down the doctor’s machines.

“Maybe the lessons should wait until after clean up though? I don’t think the locals would appreciate us just leaving all this junk around.”

[the-owlchemist]

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☆  ★  ☆  — ❝ .... And you’re certain the princess said it was alright? ❞ Noctus questioned. A tentative air had the alchemist stalling in his approach, his eyes casts skyward to the tops of the towering bookshelves. Their great size stood nearly as tall as the shoulders of the academic giants that had written the books that filled them.

                     Noctus glanced over his shoulder at Antoine for confirmation before finally stepping forward. Tenderly he plucked a title from one of the shelves with a gloved hand, having slipped on a pair for the explicit purpose of handling the books without leaving residue of his natural oils on the aged pages. He turned over the book in his hand before opening the front, scanning the publication information. ❝ I knew the Acorn family had quite the library but this...  It’s so well preserved for its age. ❞

                      Pivoting back to Antoine, Noctus gestured to the print on the page. ❝ Look, see here.  This one was originally printed a semi-centennial ago and it’s barely yellowed. The pages still have a strong binding to the spine, without the threads having been overly distressed or loosened. Even the cover has minimal wear. ❞ The alchemist’s eyes had lit up with excitement, though his tone had remained relatively steady. Clearly Noctus wasn’t prone to the same energetic bursts as a certain fox or walrus that the Freedom Fighter knew.