The Salle - Saturday Afternoon

[snow_white_boy]

His skills were getting rusty, Haku could tell as he went through his movements, calling up his ice mirrors and trying to shatter each one with a single hit from his throwing needles.

So far he'd only managed to break four out of fifteen.

He was very disappointed in himself and it was obvious to him that he wouldn't be able to take on a real fight at this rate.

[Open!]