[The ax is something she can see coming easily - and after so much time around Vikings, she's gotten a very good grasp of how much space they take up. She pulls back her knives and brings up her foot to the bar between his chair's foot plates, kicking him backward as the axe comes close enough to fray the fabric just below her chest.
Taking a moment to catch her breath she grins back at him, mimicking the one he'd given her.]
You should have been quicker - you might have gotten a nice view out of it.
[But of course she's not spending too long within throwing range, she likes her head attached to her shoulders. Instead she skirts around him in a quick scurry, trying to see if she can manage getting behind him. Mostly, she wants to see how long it takes him to wheel around and face her again.]
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Taking a moment to catch her breath she grins back at him, mimicking the one he'd given her.]
You should have been quicker - you might have gotten a nice view out of it.
[But of course she's not spending too long within throwing range, she likes her head attached to her shoulders. Instead she skirts around him in a quick scurry, trying to see if she can manage getting behind him. Mostly, she wants to see how long it takes him to wheel around and face her again.]