[They're sparring, though, and in that, Percy is willing to be a gentleman. He lets Mollymauk take a moment to collect himself, and he uses the opportunity to consider his own approach.
And, while he has a few seconds to catch his breath, he takes his glasses off and puts them into a pocket on the coat draped over the fence rail.
Once they've had a breather, though, Percival is back in form. He waits, making sure Molly is actually ready and paying attention before he attacks (20) in rapid succession (13, 16). In the face of Molly's expressive grins and flashy movement, Percy is precise and impassive. The rapier demands the former as a matter of course; the latter is just a habit of concentration.]
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And, while he has a few seconds to catch his breath, he takes his glasses off and puts them into a pocket on the coat draped over the fence rail.
Once they've had a breather, though, Percival is back in form. He waits, making sure Molly is actually ready and paying attention before he attacks (20) in rapid succession (13, 16). In the face of Molly's expressive grins and flashy movement, Percy is precise and impassive. The rapier demands the former as a matter of course; the latter is just a habit of concentration.]