http://regalpoints.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] regalpoints.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2011-10-14 08:59 am

Training sessions

Zelda has set up a training area in one of the spacious rooms in the tower Link occupies. She has swept the floors, wiped away the grime fro m the walls. In a nothing special dress and a pair of thick leather tracking boots, she is poised before an array of haphazardly made dummies and stick men. It should be noted that the princess's craftsmanship lies in politics, and not sewing, if the stuffing leaking out of the dummies is any indication.

She holds a straight stick she had found outside her room one morning. She had attempted to sharpen the point with a knife q she had procured from her meals, and was disappointed with the shabby results. She truly is not craftsman.

Her target is to rush the dummies and spear at least one. While magic may be her forte, basic fighting skills would benefit her greatly in this tower. She takes a few ready steps back...holds a breath...then rushes forward, stuck to thrust into the unmarked chest of the first dummy...

She bounces back instead, onto her rear end, stick swinging out of her hands and clattering to the floor. Oww.

[identity profile] triforcewielder.livejournal.com 2011-10-19 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"First thing's first." He helped her to her feet and took her hand in his, pulling at the glove ends of her finger tips in attempts to pull off her gloves. "These gloves won't give you any grip."

Unfortunately for the princess, she was going to have to rid herself of these gloves for the time being. It was a real shame, he saw, considering how smooth and soft the hands underneath were. Gloves set aside he looked at her hands for a moment, he didn't have any bandages. He wouldn't train her for long, he figured Hyrule wouldn't appreciate their princess being abused.

"Now it won't slip from your hands." He point out, giving her back her make-shift weapon.