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May. 5th, 2016 06:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thewidewideworldSinric has discovered the training lightsabres. Not being a fighter, he sees other uses for them.
After a quick and brief lesson in staying away from the glowing blades, he exchanges his flowing silk dress for something more practical. He's not sure why it's missing the middle but it does show off his flat stomach and the girlish curves of his chest.
Out in the twilight garden, he dances with the a pair of lightsabers, one blue, one green. He whirls them in the sort of spiralling patterns a fire dancer might, creating dancing arches of light and colour.
He's botherable, but at a safe distance.
After a quick and brief lesson in staying away from the glowing blades, he exchanges his flowing silk dress for something more practical. He's not sure why it's missing the middle but it does show off his flat stomach and the girlish curves of his chest.
Out in the twilight garden, he dances with the a pair of lightsabers, one blue, one green. He whirls them in the sort of spiralling patterns a fire dancer might, creating dancing arches of light and colour.
He's botherable, but at a safe distance.
