Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2015 21:59:26 GMT -5
The sun in the sky seemed to hang low as one of the students seemed to hang around the back of one of the abandoned corners of 552. In a secluded gym that had seemingly been hurriedly swept to push away the pieces of glass and rock from the ground a single lanky student stood. Next to the boy was a tall training dummy that seemed to be there for obviously, training. Dansen stood with his body to the side of the dummy then span towards it with great speed to leap up and kick the head of the plastic creature with a high kick while keeping his other foot to the floor. He repeated move after move till his body began permeate sweat. Taking off the quickly heaving shirt that he was wearing the boy moved over to the side of the gym picking up a sports bottle and spraying its contents into his mouth. "Hmmm I need to be faster than this, my kicks gotta have more bite to them."
Speaking his thoughts aloud seemed to help him concentrate on the goal of improving his fighting skills, his grandfather had always said that "A weapon is only as good as its wielder without both being in perfect condition they'll both break easy" Taking a deep breath while maneuvering his sleeping mask around to keep the sweat out of his eyes the student moved to the dummy again. As he looked to it he took another breath before maneuvering his leg once again, this time instead the kick looking to land flush he stopped it reaching its mark by lowering his speed before switching to his other leg and kicking the dummy full force in the other side. With the momentum on his side the dummy fell over from the force of the blow to the ground below. "Woooo.... That feels a bit better just a bit faster and its would be fine."
Looking as the sun in the sky moved downwards the lanky fighter moved to the side where his bottle had been to grab a towel in to wipe off some of the sweat on him. "Now it would be better with a real opponent but I don't want to start a reputation just yet... Plus gramps would beat the heck out of me if I started a random fight in the middle of the school..." Slumping down to the floor for a moment the teen outweighed the pros and cons of such a situation wondering if a place like this would be so serious if he was in the need of a fight...
Speaking his thoughts aloud seemed to help him concentrate on the goal of improving his fighting skills, his grandfather had always said that "A weapon is only as good as its wielder without both being in perfect condition they'll both break easy" Taking a deep breath while maneuvering his sleeping mask around to keep the sweat out of his eyes the student moved to the dummy again. As he looked to it he took another breath before maneuvering his leg once again, this time instead the kick looking to land flush he stopped it reaching its mark by lowering his speed before switching to his other leg and kicking the dummy full force in the other side. With the momentum on his side the dummy fell over from the force of the blow to the ground below. "Woooo.... That feels a bit better just a bit faster and its would be fine."
Looking as the sun in the sky moved downwards the lanky fighter moved to the side where his bottle had been to grab a towel in to wipe off some of the sweat on him. "Now it would be better with a real opponent but I don't want to start a reputation just yet... Plus gramps would beat the heck out of me if I started a random fight in the middle of the school..." Slumping down to the floor for a moment the teen outweighed the pros and cons of such a situation wondering if a place like this would be so serious if he was in the need of a fight...
