Training is good for relieving stress... [CT.R | Jake Duriel | Featherweight Challenge Fight]
Mar 27, 2011 0:10:00 GMT -5
Post by Rayne Hughes on Mar 27, 2011 0:10:00 GMT -5
Rayne let out a deep breath, shaking his head as he slowly pulled the katana from the scabbard, feeling and hearing the hum of the blade responding to his touch. He smiled lightly, and ran a hand down the back of the blade, feeling the coolness of the metal, colder than most steel had any right to be without being half-frozen. "Time to get rid of some of this stress that I've built up in the last few weeks."
The blade seemed to drip slightly with water, as a voice echoed in his mind. You think you're the only one, Rayne? Let me out, so I can make sure you didn't damage me against that last Hollow. What you were thinking letting him bite me like that...
He looked aghast at the blade, shaking his head in protest. "Hey! I said I was sorry after the fact! It was either that or let him bite my head off and devour my soul. No thank you, something I'd rather NOT deal with."
I might consider forgiving you... after you've let me out to play.
He sighed. "You know, you really are just as bad as a living female," he said with a sigh, as he pointed the blade straight out, dropping into his fighting stance as the blade shimmered when his hand touched the spine. "Kazoku Kanashimi, Woe of your Family... WAIL! Your line has ended!"
There was a flash of brilliant blue light, and his hand slid across the back of the blade as the spine and cutting edges reversed themselves fractions of an inch from the heel of his palm. When his hand reached the tip, it kept going for another good foot and a half, the blade seeming to drag out behind it as he did.
He sighed, watching the blade finish shading over to white and blue, and nodded. "Better?"
Much, Morei. Thank you. You are forgiven. Now get your workout.
He grinned, and shook his head. "You are so demanding," he said, even as he stepped up in front of one of the dummies he had been ignoring until now, and waved a hand over it to activate the fighting sequence.
The blade seemed to drip slightly with water, as a voice echoed in his mind. You think you're the only one, Rayne? Let me out, so I can make sure you didn't damage me against that last Hollow. What you were thinking letting him bite me like that...
He looked aghast at the blade, shaking his head in protest. "Hey! I said I was sorry after the fact! It was either that or let him bite my head off and devour my soul. No thank you, something I'd rather NOT deal with."
I might consider forgiving you... after you've let me out to play.
He sighed. "You know, you really are just as bad as a living female," he said with a sigh, as he pointed the blade straight out, dropping into his fighting stance as the blade shimmered when his hand touched the spine. "Kazoku Kanashimi, Woe of your Family... WAIL! Your line has ended!"
There was a flash of brilliant blue light, and his hand slid across the back of the blade as the spine and cutting edges reversed themselves fractions of an inch from the heel of his palm. When his hand reached the tip, it kept going for another good foot and a half, the blade seeming to drag out behind it as he did.
He sighed, watching the blade finish shading over to white and blue, and nodded. "Better?"
Much, Morei. Thank you. You are forgiven. Now get your workout.
He grinned, and shook his head. "You are so demanding," he said, even as he stepped up in front of one of the dummies he had been ignoring until now, and waved a hand over it to activate the fighting sequence.