Salle - Saturday around noon - 6/6
After a brief exploration of the dorms, Fiona made her way to the salle, deciding that a bit of violence might be the best to get the itchiness out of her feet. She had her yo-yo with her, as per usual, but she put it aside in favor of working on the sword drills Arthur had shown her. Just three more days before she'd have to show it to him again, no doubt, and if she didn't have it down perfectly, he'd have even more to gripe about.
Regardless of her concerns for Arthur, she got a bit creative after a while. She added an extra thrust here, doubled her speed to put in a surplus jab where it felt appropriate, turned her blade to make a turn go faster. She'd have to remember not to do it while Arthur was watching, but it felt good nonetheless.
Which was starting to be rare.
[open as these things are]
Regardless of her concerns for Arthur, she got a bit creative after a while. She added an extra thrust here, doubled her speed to put in a surplus jab where it felt appropriate, turned her blade to make a turn go faster. She'd have to remember not to do it while Arthur was watching, but it felt good nonetheless.
Which was starting to be rare.
[open as these things are]