sixty-two.

Jan 14, 2011 06:41

[ Alright! With a giant robot currently demolished on the lawn, Yukiko is thinking that maybe - just maybe - it is time to polish up those fighting skills after about a year of neglect. So, she's out at the side of the castle, a few training dummies wished up, rugged up for the weather - wearing a lot of the clothesy presents she got, too! - with her fan snapped open, shifting into a battle stance.

Next time the castle strips her powers away and dumps them in danger, she'll be ready. Yukiko darts forward, delivering the dummy a sharp smack under the chin, twisting out of the way of an imaginary blow to slice along the side. Stuffing falls out, and Yukiko makes a noise of exertion as she brings the fan back, snapping it closed on the return, to deliver a hard smack to the side of the dummy's head. The thing bobbles backwards on its stand, Yukiko darting back out of striking distance, letting out a slow breath.

She'll be at this for a few hours, if anyone should want to happen by, with her journal set to the side to occasionally catch the grunts and gasps of exertion. Determination is pretty cool like that. ]

(ooc: COMPLETELY OPENNNN. Riku and/or Jr. can get in on this one for those things we had planned too! I might be tagging a little slower because work/my city is now Atlantis, but I shall be here.)

yukiko amagi

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