A bubble of blood oozed around the tip as he held the blade on his thumb. The knife was unbalanced and sharp. There's a metaphor in there somewhere, he thought.

Hi. My name's Steel. Chinese Steel. I'm unbalanced and sharp. And dangerous. And cheap. And I'll probably break the first time you try to use me.

Bad metaphor, he thought. Or too good.

With a flick of his wrist, the blade bounced in the air, spinning awkwardly in a half-arc. It fell, jabbing into the ground in the middle of the circle of empty beer cans. Close enough to the middle, anyway.

He bent and pulled it from the turf, wiped it on his sleeve and handed it to the girl. She took it and said, "Elbows are next."

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ganymeder over 9 years ago

And that, my friends, is why you don't play with knives. Or unbalanced friends. Or both... :D

Gone Awry over 9 years ago

hmm. very good. I agree with ganymeder.

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