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eswareinmal2012-10-07 06:39 pm
bondsoflove) wrote in eswareinmal2012-10-07 06:39 pm
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GHB 3, fighting log
Characters: Sasuke, Faolan, Gunpei, JW, and whoever else wants.
Open? Yup!
Where: Some courtyard or other.
When: GHB3, morning-afternoon
What: Sparring log! Clashing of steel, armor, and possibly magic, if your character wants to use it or pisses Sasuke off enough that he accidentally sets the ring on fire.
Warnings: Maybe violence?
He waited, shooting venomous glares at the villagers creeping around the edges of the courtyard, trying and failing miserably to make it look like they weren't eager to see what was going to happen. It didn't do anything to deter them, though.
Not that Sasuke minded having an audience when he showed off his physical prowess, but this was a little different. That was when he could produce a fireball bigger than a fruit, and could actually call up his chidori.
He swung his sword a few times, just to get a feel for the heavy blade. His aim was fine, and the power felt all right, but it wasn't anywhere near where it should be.
Frustrating though it was, he could only start working again--gradually build up his chakra control until he was back to where he had been. Which was the purpose of today's practice session.
Open? Yup!
Where: Some courtyard or other.
When: GHB3, morning-afternoon
What: Sparring log! Clashing of steel, armor, and possibly magic, if your character wants to use it or pisses Sasuke off enough that he accidentally sets the ring on fire.
Warnings: Maybe violence?
He waited, shooting venomous glares at the villagers creeping around the edges of the courtyard, trying and failing miserably to make it look like they weren't eager to see what was going to happen. It didn't do anything to deter them, though.
Not that Sasuke minded having an audience when he showed off his physical prowess, but this was a little different. That was when he could produce a fireball bigger than a fruit, and could actually call up his chidori.
He swung his sword a few times, just to get a feel for the heavy blade. His aim was fine, and the power felt all right, but it wasn't anywhere near where it should be.
Frustrating though it was, he could only start working again--gradually build up his chakra control until he was back to where he had been. Which was the purpose of today's practice session.
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Sasuke watched as JW made the stick hover. Did he have some kind of wood affinity--? But then it was coming at him, accompanied by the snarky comment, and he lifted his sword to block. Perhaps cut it in half, if he could get enough of a swing going and JW didn't yank it out of the way in time.
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His hands twitched as he held the gesture. His palms were aching, but not so severely that it would break his scowl. He started gesturing and murmuring under his breath with his free hand.
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There wasn't much force, so shoving it back was easy. The problem was the sticking. He couldn't pull the sword back and free it from the stick, which meant he'd be stuck in an endless loop of pushing it around the ring while JW muttered incoherently.
With a little snarl, he let go of the hilt with one hand, freeing it to make the appropriate seals, and breathed in deeply, his chakra heating up in his stomach.
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Instead of creating a barrier around Sasuke that he wouldn't be able to break through with flames alone, a burst of light produced several colorful dolphin-like creatures that proceeded to flop around on the battlefield between them uselessly.
JW clutched his searing hand to his chest and looked at his handywork brokenly.
"Well shit!"