I'm (Wonder) Girl and I'm here to save the world. But I wanna know, whose going to save me?
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
Sweat beaded on Cassie's forehead as she punched the make shift punching bag she'd spent the last few days making. Her hands were taped expertly and her punches would look normal to the untrained eye. But to someone who was as trained as she was would notice the extra force and slightly erratic movements behind the punches. She wasn't punching for practice. She was punching to let out her building aggression.
It was better then finding a few certain people and taking it out on them.
The bag looked funny. It had a slightly...human shape to it. This was because it was made from one of Cassie's few dresses, the bottom reinforced with thick fabric, as were the other openings, and stuffed with palms and sand with a chain that attached it to a tree limb. More specifically, it was the dress she'd worn on Valentine's Day, for her first date with Kon.
It seemed appropriate.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
She paused to wipe sweat from her eyes before getting back in position, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet as her pig tails bounced with her. Surprisingly enough? She did feel a bit better. Not that she was stopping any time soon.
[Timed to this afternoon. Despite appearances, unless your from the DC universe, she'll be quite friendly. If you are from the DC universe, I'd suggest IMing me first so we can discuss any remaining Opp Plot fallout first.]
Sweat beaded on Cassie's forehead as she punched the make shift punching bag she'd spent the last few days making. Her hands were taped expertly and her punches would look normal to the untrained eye. But to someone who was as trained as she was would notice the extra force and slightly erratic movements behind the punches. She wasn't punching for practice. She was punching to let out her building aggression.
It was better then finding a few certain people and taking it out on them.
The bag looked funny. It had a slightly...human shape to it. This was because it was made from one of Cassie's few dresses, the bottom reinforced with thick fabric, as were the other openings, and stuffed with palms and sand with a chain that attached it to a tree limb. More specifically, it was the dress she'd worn on Valentine's Day, for her first date with Kon.
It seemed appropriate.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
She paused to wipe sweat from her eyes before getting back in position, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet as her pig tails bounced with her. Surprisingly enough? She did feel a bit better. Not that she was stopping any time soon.
[Timed to this afternoon. Despite appearances, unless your from the DC universe, she'll be quite friendly. If you are from the DC universe, I'd suggest IMing me first so we can discuss any remaining Opp Plot fallout first.]