I just sent chapter four of "A Leader Born" off to be edited. It's a fun story, one that, for some odd reason, is drawing double my best previous audience. Weird. Anyway, in this chapter I finally managed to work in a reference to our favorite podcast...
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Shanna's weapons training, such as it was, came from two places. One was those re-enactors slash live action role players she had spent some time with while she was dating Frank, and for awhile even after that. Swinging that heavy broadsword had been fun, at times more so than dealing with Franks smaller personal sword. Because of such experiences, she held the sword she had with two hands, despite it obviously being meant for one. It just felt right. And light, compared to what she was used to. As the black souled creature came at her, its long sword slicing down, she swung her own up to meet it. Steel clanged on steel, her teeth clenching as her arms ached with the impact.
The second source of her training was a pair of YouTube videos of some guys fighting with light sabres.
She had watched those two fight over and over. One reason, of course, what that the guy with the glasses was damned cute. He was gay, yes, as she'd found out tracking him down to this movie podcast he did, but she could change that. Shanna had the half written fanfic to prove it. The other reason she loved those fights was the style. Not so much the actual light saber stuff, but what they did apart from that. The two guys, whenever there was an opening, would punch and kick each other. The idea wasn't to score style points, it was to beat the other guy however possible. Punch them in the kidney, kick them in the knee, whatever. Just win.
Before the green guy could react to her block of its attack, Shanna kicked her foot out, catching him in the leg. She jumped back.