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[ragnarsson]

Wait, so I just speak? That's how it works?...Fine...This is Ivar Ragnarsson. Do what you will.

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[burntbridges]

[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.]

[ragnarsson]

[Tch. Cheeky little scamp, isn't she? Of course, she might just be saying that to distract him. While Ivar might have things that distract him in battle, a pretty girl has never been one of them.

The last time they fought had been a long time ago. He hadn't been used to the mobility the wheelchair provided back then. Now he was much better at it. There's a harsh scraping sound of the wheels on the floor as he quickly turns the chair, almost fast enough to tip him over, but not quite. He folds the axe in closer to his body, a defensive move that can easily turn offensive again.]

[burntbridges]

[It is impressive, that by the time she's got her bearings again he's facing her and her plan of attack will no longer work. She pauses and blinks, almost in a sign of acknowledgement that he's deflected her.

It takes her a few more moments before she thinks of a new plan and moves forward, this time moving to grab his ax arm by the wrist - her plan being to use the momentum from him drawing back to pull herself around and end up behind his chair, grabbing onto the handles. Honestly, she has no idea whether that will work, but if she's learned anything from training, it's mostly been to ignore risks more than she already did.]