24 july, Sunday-around Dinner time, recreational area
Takura had decided not to eat that night, he was far too nervous around all these new people, and his nerves were getting to him. He sat under a tree in the meadow, accompanied by his mace, the woodlook shafted one, with black and gold cords wrapped around it. After a while of just sitting, he became bored nd decided, what the hell, why not practice his newest routine.
He stood up, and walked into the center of the meadow, away from any trees. tables, and people so he wouldnt hit anything, and began to spin. His routine contained alot of flourishes around and iver his head, neck and body wraps, and a few tosses...nothing too major, but the reason he hadnt added alot of flashy moves into this routine, was because this one wasnt meant to be flashy and show-offy...it was constructed for speed. The speed at which he was spinning in this particular routine, was so fast, that at some parts of the routine, where he was spinning in front of himself, his hair was blowing behind his head. Not to mention the whistling noises the ace was making as it sliced through the air. The routine seemed to go on for a while, and the only real impressive maneuver took place only at the very end, where he did and extremely high toss, leapt forward and did a somersault, then immediately went into a back hand-spring and had time to stand back at a perfect attention position, and allow the mace to fall into his right hand and fling over his left shoulder into asalute tuck...and then, he saluted and snapped his head to the right...finishing his routine.
He stood up, and walked into the center of the meadow, away from any trees. tables, and people so he wouldnt hit anything, and began to spin. His routine contained alot of flourishes around and iver his head, neck and body wraps, and a few tosses...nothing too major, but the reason he hadnt added alot of flashy moves into this routine, was because this one wasnt meant to be flashy and show-offy...it was constructed for speed. The speed at which he was spinning in this particular routine, was so fast, that at some parts of the routine, where he was spinning in front of himself, his hair was blowing behind his head. Not to mention the whistling noises the ace was making as it sliced through the air. The routine seemed to go on for a while, and the only real impressive maneuver took place only at the very end, where he did and extremely high toss, leapt forward and did a somersault, then immediately went into a back hand-spring and had time to stand back at a perfect attention position, and allow the mace to fall into his right hand and fling over his left shoulder into asalute tuck...and then, he saluted and snapped his head to the right...finishing his routine.