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Dagger

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[Kaelin] *they're all warmed up and ra, has his normal fighting knife, eight inches of razor steel in his left hand, and he's circling in a blade fight stance, almost facing joff but slightly left forwards, free hand making fists and unclenching. Drops his shoulder, tries to hook an ankle round Joff's to yank him forwards, and if that suceeds, slashes back hand towards his stomach*

[Joffrey] *also on guard, holding the dagger in his right hand even though he's left-handed, he's one of the few who can have both guards up. Anyway. Lifts the foot that Kae was going for and tries to use the fact he's got a leg out to strike forward in a simple impaling attack, other hand ready to block*

[Kaelin] *kae's right handed, he uses the dagger in his left so he can switch faster. Drags his stomach in and body sideways, Joff's knife going past him by a centimetre, his blade going over the top to try for a long cut to the muscle of Joff's extended forearm, also trying to grab the wrist with his other hand so Joff can't reverse the blade and gut him*

[Joffrey] *His wrist is grabbed so he can't pull back, but his free arm goes to block kaelin's downward slash with his forearm. If it works, will try to knee the exposed ribs, using Kae holding his wrist for some sort of support*

[Kaelin] *kneed, taking the main power out of it by bending into it, and reversing his blocked hand to aim an elbow to Joff's face as he rises out of the bend, tugging forards on the grabbed blade arm as well, hopefully pulling Joff onto it*

[Joffrey] *what with the knee up, doesn't have enough balance to not be pulled. So is pulled onto the elbow, and gets it into the cheekbone as he twists to not get it in the nose, therefore almost falling onto his back, tries to drag Kae along as he does so*

[Kaelin] *lets him go, and sort of stumbles but twists sideways and does that two step half fall to catch himself, whirling round, but Joff should have enough time to be up. Ready stance again*

[Joffrey] *is let go of, has to put a hand down to not be flattened on the ground, and quickly stands back up once again on the ready, frowning and waiting to attack*

[Kaelin] *bounces on the balls of his feet some, grinning and waving a slow figure of eight with the dagger blade, keeping it at elbow height, ish*

[Joffrey] *after a moment, once he's breathing again, will attack with a feint to Kaelin's "open" shoulder, and if/When he goes to block it, will try for a hook to the cheek*

[Kaelin] *just switches to a more sideways position, trying to slam his open hand down onto Joff's attacking arm, but oho! it's a feint, so has open stomach if Joff would like to punch him in teh ribs, but also dagger hand will go for Joff's back shoulder if that happens*

[Joffrey] *sees the open stomach and does go for the punch, and is daggered in the back of the shoulder. Blade hits bone so it's not too deep, but yelps and falls forward to roll away from the danger*

[Kaelin] *pulled the blow a bit, because even if this is for ts, Kae likes Joff, and pedals backwards so he can have a chance to get up* you alright, there? *slightly worried. Oopsie over enthusiasm*

[Joffrey] *hand over the wound, looks at it, it's bloody but he'll live. Nods with a grin* Cats have nine lives. *gets back on guard and waits for Kae to come*

[Kaelin] *mental notes the right shoulder injury, so he doesn't unintentionally damage Joff properly, grins and sketches a little bow* first blood is mine, it seems. *re-engages, moving swiftly toward him, empty hand first, going to catch Joff's blade on his own and backfist him across the face if possible*

[Joffrey] *he can't use the dagger with the wound, switches the blade to his other hand, so an empty hand is grabbed and Joff brings the blade up so that it'd cut into the middle of Kae's forearm, but he'll follow it so it doesn't go too deeply if it works*

[Kaelin] *long laceration to the radial muscle, swears and jerks backwards, clapping his hand to the wound and moving out the way, waggling the fingers on the injured arm and making a face* Tricky little bugger *shakes his hand off again, dripping some blood and switches blade hands while moving forwards so it looks like he's coming with the knife in a backwards jab toward Joff's injured side, but actually when it starts really moving it's empty and justa fist to thump at his collar bone, and the knife flashing up to try and score a line across his hip, tash thinks if Joff takes the hip cut he can wound the bicep of Kae's already cut arm*

[Joffrey] *cams barely got half of that, so yes.**Grins at kae* Y'arright? *but quickly moves when Kae does, and is slashed on the hip, but there's an opening! And goes for a slash of Kaelin's injured arm's biceps*

[Kaelin] *okay, so that was fair exchange, bleeding from two semi shallow cuts on the same arm now, and growls in annoyance* This was a nice shirt. And now my arm is gonna be all slow.. *irritatedly, but .. in an amused way, peers at his hip, too all appearances completely relaxed and not ready*

[Joffrey] *raises a brow at him and scoffs* You rruined my shirrt -and- my pants. Don't complain. *grinning* Oh, and my face. *idly poking at his bruising cheekbone, then goes back into a fighting stance* Last rround?

[Kaelin] *snorts a bit, and drops back into a fighting stance* You don't have a wife who bought you this for your birthday. *wryly* And she'll probably black my eye to match yours. *sidesteps in slowly, looking for a gap in his guard, and feinting a few times*

[Joffrey] *looks at him with a big grin* We-ll, I have... a cat? *snorts and evades him a few times, then tries to block one of his feints and charge in, low on his stances, going for an upward slash to Kaelin's front*

[Kaelin] *uses both his forearms in inner blocks to try and slam into Joff's wrist, getting a scratch to the stomach but nothing near serious because he pulled back as well as the block-smash attempt. If that works, swings his leading elbow up at Joff's throat*

[Joffrey] *So has slashed and blocked, and is elbowed in the throat! sent backwards, gagging, landing on his butt in the dust, coughing*