[Teal eyes flicker to the sword in his hands. If he didn't know better, it would have been a traditional sword mostly used for dances. It was fashioned too ornately, meant for decoration or simple other traditions, but Toushirou isn't ignorant to the power he can feel inside of it.
The stance itself is new to him, interesting him enough. A hint of a smirk on his face, he takes his own stance.]
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The stance itself is new to him, interesting him enough. A hint of a smirk on his face, he takes his own stance.]
You first then.