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towerofanimus2012-04-28 06:01 pm
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Characters: Master Xehanort and [AU5] Ventus
Setting: Floor 25, the meadow.
Format: Starting in action but will follow you Mii.
Summary: Sparring time.
Warnings: None? will update as needed.
[He was out of practice and he knew it. Monster killing only did so much for his fighting skills and while he could have easily sort them out on one of the newer floors, Ventus didn't feel like that. Nor did he have any desire to seek out other keybearers. mostly due to his own reasons. Most of which boiled down to his dislike of a few, and outright fear of one. Avoidance, perhaps.
So, shadow-sparing against himself in the meadow it was. Most of the spar was still in the warm-up stage of back-hand thrusts, blocks, parries, a strike raid or two and a blizzard and aero spell from time to time. It was still early enough into the anyway that he felt he'd get a decent work out, though it hardly made up for the training that he was used to. But, it sufficed - and was a way to vent his frustration.
For now, anyway.]
Setting: Floor 25, the meadow.
Format: Starting in action but will follow you Mii.
Summary: Sparring time.
Warnings: None? will update as needed.
[He was out of practice and he knew it. Monster killing only did so much for his fighting skills and while he could have easily sort them out on one of the newer floors, Ventus didn't feel like that. Nor did he have any desire to seek out other keybearers. mostly due to his own reasons. Most of which boiled down to his dislike of a few, and outright fear of one. Avoidance, perhaps.
So, shadow-sparing against himself in the meadow it was. Most of the spar was still in the warm-up stage of back-hand thrusts, blocks, parries, a strike raid or two and a blizzard and aero spell from time to time. It was still early enough into the anyway that he felt he'd get a decent work out, though it hardly made up for the training that he was used to. But, it sufficed - and was a way to vent his frustration.
For now, anyway.]
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It takes a bit of cajoling to get the blindfold up onto his forehead, just long enough to get a good look at his eyes and face before it slithers back into place. Even unconscious, his eyes react to the sudden light, pupils constricting quickly to pinpoints.]