Practice Makes Perfect (OTA)
It was just another slow day in the camp, or so it seemed to Alyssa as she went through the routine she had been setting herself since she arrived. Small bite to eat in the morning followed by trying to catch up on what news she could then if she was lucky a couple of people to talk to. The woman had even gone so far as to take a couple of laps around the buildings outside in the snow just to give herself something else to do. Yes to put it lightly the usually active woman was bored.
By the time that Alyssa had made it to the gym with swords in hand she was more than a little ready for a work out. Having so much pent up energy was not going well for her- the woman was more than a little antsy having been a free roaming sort until she took the deal. As much as she wanted to find her father, this was just plain torture. Shedding her little jacket she slipped the earbuds for her iPod out of a pocket. Truth be told she wasn't even sure if she was allowed to have it but who cared right? It was one of the better distractions that she had there at the prison.. compound.. base thingie.
Sliding the twin blades free from their scabbards, Lyssa studied the blades carefully looking for any nicks or certain little bits that would have to be taken care of. The blades were in pristine shape, but the young woman was just picky that way. Once she had her iPod on both blades twirled in her hands as green fire sprang to life over them. Yeah... it was going to be a good day to practice.
By the time that Alyssa had made it to the gym with swords in hand she was more than a little ready for a work out. Having so much pent up energy was not going well for her- the woman was more than a little antsy having been a free roaming sort until she took the deal. As much as she wanted to find her father, this was just plain torture. Shedding her little jacket she slipped the earbuds for her iPod out of a pocket. Truth be told she wasn't even sure if she was allowed to have it but who cared right? It was one of the better distractions that she had there at the prison.. compound.. base thingie.
Sliding the twin blades free from their scabbards, Lyssa studied the blades carefully looking for any nicks or certain little bits that would have to be taken care of. The blades were in pristine shape, but the young woman was just picky that way. Once she had her iPod on both blades twirled in her hands as green fire sprang to life over them. Yeah... it was going to be a good day to practice.