Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2013 23:26:52 GMT -5
Rhiannon had a short sword in her right hand, and a survival knife in her left as she attacked a straw and wood dummy. Many deep cuts and scrapes could be seen on the dummy in front of her, and several to her left. Though the ones to her left were in unusable shape. She was breathing hard, and despite the cool wind that blew, and the sun hiding behind light clouds, Rhiannon was drenched in sweat. She sheathed her weapons and made her way over to one of the water skins she had sitting off to the side. A red thread caught her attention, blood running down her arm. After finishing her water she sighed, looking at her arm which a white and red bandage lay peeling off from where she had accidentally cut it. It matched a still solidly wrapped set of bandages on her other arm, both with obvious nicks and cuts in them.
With a sigh Rhiannon tried to warp it back up, Josh had been gone for a couple days so she was actually able to mess around with her swords and knifes. It was dangerous, and Zidane had not been lieing in the slightest when she said two swords was difficult. She had started out with short swords and that had not ended up well at all, she was incredibly lucky to have such good armor. She reminded herself luck had nothing to do with it, all of it was the craftsmanship of the Vulcan kids. She'd already left extra offering to thank the man for his kids though.
The bandages where not wrapping anymore, she had cut them all the way down to her skin. The blood dripping down her arm was from a new cut. She really had to be thankful for the anti scaring medications people came up with, because Josh would have flipped a lid if her saw all the scars on her arms all of a sudden. He was so protective, but she didn't feel she needed it. If people protected her then she was a burden unfit to live, and that was exactly how she saw it. Rhiannon had to practice, had to be perfect, and to be able to fight no matter what, or else she was worthless. Rhiannon pulled the entire thing of bandages off her arm relieving all the cuts that came with her new way of practice, a sharp inhale of breath came as she accidentally ripped off newly formed scabs. Blood began flowing more frequently as she pulled out a new set of bandages and sloppily tried to wrapped it.