Exton

Shirtless, Guunnar and Keon circle each other slowly, The sun has barely crested the far horizon, and already the two Riders have worked up a sweat. Dmitri and Ramji check over practice gear as the loud clack of wooden swords echoes again, punctuated laughter and occasional curses as one strikes a telling blow on the other.

The blonde giant has his hair tied back, mustache in braids as well. Keon had slipped outside just in time to hear Dmitri teasing the man about the young woman from the night before. When she found out he was sparring this morning, she insisted on taming the giant's wild hair. Guunnar laughed about it. Now, he was grateful for her attentions.

"So..." He blocks a thrusting cut. "Du vas gone qvickly last nacht. I see du dance mit the Ambassador, den du gone." His sword swings low and Keon jumps the blade. "Du rested vell, it make du nimble today." He grins at the others. "Ve call du Jack today?"

Keon shakes his head, dodging another blow. "What are ye jabberin' about Guun? What does Jack have to do with last night?"

Ramji laughs as Dmitri snickers. "Ke.. Jack be nimble, Jack be quick?"

The Sidhe leans back to let the next slash pass by harmlessly. Dmitri laughs at the expression on Keon's face. "I do believe our Jack wasn't jumping candlesticks. More like the man was dipping his."

Ramji shakes his head, taking a swipe at Dmitri with a wooden dagger. The Greek laughs harder. "Yeah, I'm jealous. But then again women aren't my style, even ones as exotic as the beauties that spend time here. And yes, I saw the Fae he was dancing with... Dekára Keon, she was gorgeous! Those large eyes... something to fall into and get lost. Too bad the Courts left when they did. I was making a... friend."

"As long as it wasn't one of either Queen's favorites, he will be back. You are hard to resist, Dmi." Keon ducks, avoiding the blade that flies across the lot to hit Guunnar's outstretched hand. Dark hair flying, Keon spins, leg sweeping to knock Guunnar off his feet.

The Viking jumps, spinning to slash at Keon, but the Sidhe is gone, sword blocking the blow. Blades lock and Guunnar moves in close, using his bulk to try to push the smaller man backwards. Keon plants his feet, thrusting in return, his arms moving to block the thrust of the wooden dagger as Guunnar aims for a rib. Hooking a foot between Guunnar's, Keon twists and the big man goes down. Keon tumbles with him as Guunnar sweeps the man's legs out from under him. Female laughter brings four pair of startled eyes to the shadows.

Keon grins and jumps gracefully to his feet, offering the giant his hand.

"Ambassador, I would like you to meet my friends and fellow Riders of Herne. Ramji, Dmitri, Guunnar, this is Lady Inari, Ambassador of the Bright Court, and I'd bet a pint to a shot that she could best any of ye in a fair fight."