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Post by Denzel Kumori on Sept 24, 2011 17:01:27 GMT -5
Denzel stepped into the arena training room, she lowered her head to avoid peoples glares. She wasnt really welcome anywhere currently, but she needed to become stronger and she needed to relieve some stress. Dante was on her mind constantly, and she wished that she could hear his voice one more time...and see his smile.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Sept 25, 2011 10:22:24 GMT -5
"N-no!" nothing wrong" she replied. " i just came for maybe a bit of weapon practise....its been a long time since ive used my own weapons. but....." denzel looked at the people who didnt know what to exactly think of her at the moment.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Sept 25, 2011 10:52:18 GMT -5
"...alright, I suppose." Namari sighed. "Well, since you want to practice, do you want me to help you?" she asked, still frowning. Why Denzel was trying to hide it, she did not know. All Namari knew, was that she was good at it.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Sept 25, 2011 10:58:32 GMT -5
"That would be great! thanks namari." she smiled. She hasn't practise for awhile, and didn't exactly know what to do. but she was happy that namari was here to help her.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Sept 25, 2011 15:18:09 GMT -5
"Hmm...well, go practice on that dummy over there and I'll say anything I find wrong" Namari pointed to a wooden dummy in the corner, proped up on a stand.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Sept 26, 2011 17:01:46 GMT -5
She nodded and did as she was told. Unsheathing her sword, denzel hacked away at the dummy. Her stance wasnt right, the way she was holding it wasnt right, the way she was even swinging it wasnt right.
Denzel dropped the sword to rest her hands from the pain of the vibrations... plus she was already exhausted.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Sept 26, 2011 18:06:23 GMT -5
Namari tapped her cheek, thinking. She finally walked over to the dummy, and picked up the sword.
"Well, first of all, you need to stand with your knees bent, feet apart. As if you need to stay balanced while someone is pushing you." Namari stood how she explained it.
"Next, hold the sword how you feel comfortable. In away that you wouldn't hurt yourself swinging it." Namari held the sword in a defensive position.
"Lastly, don't just swing your weapon and hope it hits. Hit it so that you hit hard, quickly and with the least amount of effort possible." she looked at the dummy, and quickly raised the sword, slashing it from it's shoulder to waist. It split in half, and Namari blushed. She had not meant to hit it that hard.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Sept 27, 2011 15:25:38 GMT -5
Denzel nodded, picking up the sword again. she did exactly what Namari did, but it would take practice before she would be any good. Namari managed to cut a training dummy in half, while denzel is too careful and tries tnot to damae it too much.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Sept 27, 2011 22:27:42 GMT -5
Denzel bit her lip, knowing whos face she would imagine. It was a neutral friendship really, but it WAS in her blood to consider a werewolf to be her most hated enemy. she attacked the dummy with a clean diagonal slice.