✿ Thirty-Fourth Ink Drop ✿ - [Action| Voice]
[Miyabi woke with a start, finding herself sitting on a rock in the snow, leaning against her sword and sheath. Rubbing her eyes, she caught a glimpse of something shimmering off to the side. Wh-What--]
Mallet...?
[What in the--oh...oh, that's right. She'd made herself bigger the previous day, to practice...for the war. Miyabi closed her eyes, and forced the sobering news and that Malnosso person's words to rouse her awake. Sanji, Nami, Luke, Asch, Guy, Ginko...there were so many of her friends going. She couldn't sit around and sleep.
But she didn't want to hurt anyone, either. Sure she could cut demons and evil spirits, but...it was self defense. She knew those things would kill her if she didn't act first. Would this be the same? What exactly was she up against?
Heaving herself up by using her sword as a third leg, the girl winced as her back made a loud pop. Nrrgh, what an uncomfortable position to sleep in... Not gonna do that again soo--okay, so she probably would, given the Skill she was practicing was absolutely draining. Even more so than Rejuvenation, but perhaps the most useful skill in the Celestial Brush's arsenal.
The ability to slow down time - Veil of Mist.
Miyabi looked around, and blinked when she spotted the battledom only a few meters away. She gave it a scathing glare, remembering how she fought with it just to get it to work before kicking the damn thing and storming out. ...Her foot still hurt.
So, anyone on their way there, perhaps to do some training for themselves, will find Miyabi in close proximity, within a deep outcrop of trees, practicing her skill. Two horizontal lines hover in thin air, then spread slowly, like a thick, white mist. Anyone around will definitely see the mist, and feel oddly heavy, like their movements have slowed...that time has slowed.
But it only lasts a second, and the girl is breathing hard before she tries again.
That will last for an hour, given there are no huge interruptions, before Miyabi wipes her face free of sweat, wobbles on her feet a little, and grabs her journal. She tries to write, but her vision is as foggy as the area around her. So she just clicks on the voice, half panting out.]
Does anyone...fight with...a k-katana? Or just a sword. I'd...r-really like to...practice. [A deep breath, followed by a sigh.] I'm...r-right by the...battle thing.
...Thank you.
Mallet...?
[What in the--oh...oh, that's right. She'd made herself bigger the previous day, to practice...for the war. Miyabi closed her eyes, and forced the sobering news and that Malnosso person's words to rouse her awake. Sanji, Nami, Luke, Asch, Guy, Ginko...there were so many of her friends going. She couldn't sit around and sleep.
But she didn't want to hurt anyone, either. Sure she could cut demons and evil spirits, but...it was self defense. She knew those things would kill her if she didn't act first. Would this be the same? What exactly was she up against?
Heaving herself up by using her sword as a third leg, the girl winced as her back made a loud pop. Nrrgh, what an uncomfortable position to sleep in... Not gonna do that again soo--okay, so she probably would, given the Skill she was practicing was absolutely draining. Even more so than Rejuvenation, but perhaps the most useful skill in the Celestial Brush's arsenal.
The ability to slow down time - Veil of Mist.
Miyabi looked around, and blinked when she spotted the battledom only a few meters away. She gave it a scathing glare, remembering how she fought with it just to get it to work before kicking the damn thing and storming out. ...Her foot still hurt.
So, anyone on their way there, perhaps to do some training for themselves, will find Miyabi in close proximity, within a deep outcrop of trees, practicing her skill. Two horizontal lines hover in thin air, then spread slowly, like a thick, white mist. Anyone around will definitely see the mist, and feel oddly heavy, like their movements have slowed...that time has slowed.
But it only lasts a second, and the girl is breathing hard before she tries again.
That will last for an hour, given there are no huge interruptions, before Miyabi wipes her face free of sweat, wobbles on her feet a little, and grabs her journal. She tries to write, but her vision is as foggy as the area around her. So she just clicks on the voice, half panting out.]
Does anyone...fight with...a k-katana? Or just a sword. I'd...r-really like to...practice. [A deep breath, followed by a sigh.] I'm...r-right by the...battle thing.
...Thank you.