Training Montage?

[twiststheblade]

Outside by the lake, barefoot, gritty soil between her toes. She barely notices, except in a vague way, noting that the traction is good. Eyes closed. Each movement gradual, controlled. Graceful, almost balletic. The total muscle control moving so slowly and yet precisely requires would only be appreciated by a few.

With each iteration she speeds up. Faster and faster each time, until her form is blurred.

There is only one set of footprints.

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[twiststheblade]

"Of course," Miho nods.

"We can spar some, if you like. Not full strength, if you don't think you're up to it. There's a lot to be learnt from half-speed combat though."

[the_lioness]

Always one to push herself, Alanna nods eagerly.

"Aye, I'd like that. It's been far too long since I heard the clang of steel on steel, even at half speed."

[twiststheblade]

Miho grins a little ferally. "Sounds like a plan to me. Although it'll have to be wood on wood, unless you have a spare sword with you?"

[the_lioness]

Alanna coughs.

"As it so happens, I do."

Looking around, she jogs to a tree a short distance away and grabs onto a low hanging branch. She swings herself up, slowly and carefully, and pulls something from a shadowed spot where two branches form a 'v.' On her way back, she pulls a sword from a simple black sheath and offers it to Miho.

"I have been a little on edge lately."

[twiststheblade]

Mih blinks a little, laughs a little, and takes the sword with a small bow.

"Thank you." Then she hefts it, trying it's weight and balance.

[the_lioness]

The sword is nothing fancy, but Alanna is a stickler for good balance. She tilts her head and smiles, nodding with approval as she hefts her own sword.

Assuming the guard stance, "shall we?"

[twiststheblade]

"We shall."

Miho bows once more, deeper this time, and takes up her own stance. Loose, relaxed, perfectly poised.

And proceeds to try Alanna's skill and, the balance of the sword.

She finds herself greatly enamoured of both.

(OOC: and wrap?)