Elizabeth [003]
Who: Elizabeth and whomever comes over to spar
Where: Peergynt Dojo, Espoir
Style: Either is fine, but I think 1st person/action might be easier (starting in 3rd, though)
Status: Open
Elizabeth stretched, taking in the noon-day sun, before slipping back inside to pull out the sign she'd made. It was just a small, simple sandwich board, that she'd discovered in one of the empty stores, while looking for more suitable clothing. She'd covered it in paper, and, in the same elegant writing she wrote in her Dreamberry with, written the following:
Open sparring to-day. Everyone is welcome, please enter with caution.
She returned inside and glanced at herself in the full-sized wall of mirrors. Though she would not wear trous, as she had seen others do, she had found clothing that she could barely imagine herself in, if she could not see herself in the mirror. A loose, knit blouse, in a lake blue, and a long skirt of a curious material that Elizabeth had not seen before. It was a deep indigo in color, and quite sturdy. Elizabeth thought highly of its suitability for fighting, especially as it had a long slit made in the side, as to not hamper her movements. Finishing off her ensemble was a pair of good, black boots that she had discovered.
She pulled her hair back, and confirmed for herself that the practice blades (for she had not yet found a proper katana for herself) were ready in the cabinet, and that her ankle dagger was available, before seating herself to wait for her first challenger.
Where: Peergynt Dojo, Espoir
Style: Either is fine, but I think 1st person/action might be easier (starting in 3rd, though)
Status: Open
Elizabeth stretched, taking in the noon-day sun, before slipping back inside to pull out the sign she'd made. It was just a small, simple sandwich board, that she'd discovered in one of the empty stores, while looking for more suitable clothing. She'd covered it in paper, and, in the same elegant writing she wrote in her Dreamberry with, written the following:
Open sparring to-day. Everyone is welcome, please enter with caution.
She returned inside and glanced at herself in the full-sized wall of mirrors. Though she would not wear trous, as she had seen others do, she had found clothing that she could barely imagine herself in, if she could not see herself in the mirror. A loose, knit blouse, in a lake blue, and a long skirt of a curious material that Elizabeth had not seen before. It was a deep indigo in color, and quite sturdy. Elizabeth thought highly of its suitability for fighting, especially as it had a long slit made in the side, as to not hamper her movements. Finishing off her ensemble was a pair of good, black boots that she had discovered.
She pulled her hair back, and confirmed for herself that the practice blades (for she had not yet found a proper katana for herself) were ready in the cabinet, and that her ankle dagger was available, before seating herself to wait for her first challenger.