Practice Makes Boredom [Open/Verniy]

Tue Mar 05, 2019 1:11 pm

The North God

Not a soul was in sight, and even the wind was still. The only movement in eyesight was the cadence of her breathe, the rising of her chest and shoulders at every inhale, and the slow exhalation that follo--

"Can you shut up? That'd be great."

The voice breaking her concentration trailed off in a mischievous snicker, and once it was completely gone, her furrowed eyebrows returned to a relaxed state. Micaiah sat on the dry and cracked ground, the sun heating surface dirt. In this moment, Micaiah was concentrating on the energy within her, having it flow about in circulation. Throughout the process, the heat from the ground was rising into her body as if she was absorbing it.

At the moment, the girl was practicing the first martial art she ever learned: the Fire King's Godfist. Because of its affinity with heat, and the demands from Maujuda that she dedicate some time to practicing the craft, she decided to stop by in Australia and do some resistance training. Thanks to her naturally adaptive skills, it wasn't long for her body to grow accustomed to the heat of the environment and the ground itself, and the more she built up this resistance, the easier it would be to utilise the Godfist. Unfortunately, Micaiah wasn't the most patient kind of girl, and soon enough boredom got through to her.

"God, I can't stand this. Isn't it better to spar with someone if I'm trying to practice my martial skills, rather than sit around and 'focus on the energy'? There has to be something more engaging than this."

Wed Mar 06, 2019 12:19 pm

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Travelling is sometimes one's best friend.

That thought came to her mind when she is in Australia. Since she has spent most of her time in both Europe and Africa due to her duties, she has rarely, if not, never stepped foot out of either these countries because it wasn't related to her work. And after a long time, she has decided to come here out of her own free will, not only for sight-seeing but also learn a new environment and train at a place that she is not familiar with.

But..

Someone else was here first. At first, Verniy only stood from afar, watching her practice for a short while until she had stopped. It does seem that she was practicing as well but since she is on a foreign ground, neither is she sure whether this person who was training is a friendly or not.

So what did she do? Verniy took her weapon off of her waist and held it by its handle, with the katana still sheathed.

By the time she got closer, Verniy posed a question.

"Who.. are you?"

Her eyes stared right at the woman, never breaking a single eye contact while gripping a sheathed weapon by her hand, questioning whether if her alignment in the land of Australia.

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