Taking a hold of the standard Sarix, I slashed at a training dummy. I had the force containment field shut off that way I didn't cut the daylights out of everything. I was just practicing at the different swings that we, the Angelii were trained in.
Backhand, forehand, uppercut, downstroke, stab.
It was getting boring to say the least. it was not something that I would want to spend all of my day doing. Dressed in simple clothes, I only studied the different combinations of moves, Each set was given a name. Set 15 was the one that I just did, and now working on the 16th set, I shook my head. It was always chopping and stabbing people. made things messy and rather, gore filled. Even though I was one to fight, getting blood stains out of 5 of my shirts already was not a fun task of doing. and Tydaes didn't make it any better. She would come over and step on my just washed clothes with her dirty boots, or wipe sweat off of her brow so I would have to wash them again. Even when I was a half an hour late to the next "class" she would still do so. It made me pissed.
Taking a hold of my shield I just let go. Smashing the dummy with it over and over again until it was now a heap of material. And you know what, I felt so good that I didn't care that I was now being walked off the field by my long ear once more by Tydaes. It hurt like hell, but I still loved the feeling of beating the poodoo out of the dummy. and that gave me an idea.
A few hours later on my break time, I decided to visit the Princess. Walking in to the main tent, I was stopped by guards, well more so Angelii that had passed the bootcamp from hell, looking at them I spoke, "I would like to have a word with the Princess if she accepts my company."
@[member="Anya Venari"], @[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]
Backhand, forehand, uppercut, downstroke, stab.
It was getting boring to say the least. it was not something that I would want to spend all of my day doing. Dressed in simple clothes, I only studied the different combinations of moves, Each set was given a name. Set 15 was the one that I just did, and now working on the 16th set, I shook my head. It was always chopping and stabbing people. made things messy and rather, gore filled. Even though I was one to fight, getting blood stains out of 5 of my shirts already was not a fun task of doing. and Tydaes didn't make it any better. She would come over and step on my just washed clothes with her dirty boots, or wipe sweat off of her brow so I would have to wash them again. Even when I was a half an hour late to the next "class" she would still do so. It made me pissed.
Taking a hold of my shield I just let go. Smashing the dummy with it over and over again until it was now a heap of material. And you know what, I felt so good that I didn't care that I was now being walked off the field by my long ear once more by Tydaes. It hurt like hell, but I still loved the feeling of beating the poodoo out of the dummy. and that gave me an idea.
A few hours later on my break time, I decided to visit the Princess. Walking in to the main tent, I was stopped by guards, well more so Angelii that had passed the bootcamp from hell, looking at them I spoke, "I would like to have a word with the Princess if she accepts my company."
@[member="Anya Venari"], @[member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]