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smash_logs2012-12-30 08:30 pm
bigclaws) wrote in smash_logs2012-12-30 08:30 pm
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[closed] red hot chili fighters
Who: Ondrea (lives_strong) & Flynn (bigclaws)
What: Bonding in the stadium
Where: The stadium
When: idk some day early morning
Warnings: fite fite fite fite
Mistletoe couldn't get you if you spent most of your time outside.
And it was that time spent outside that led to Flynn finally finding the gold of Smash Academy: the stadium. Unused and therefore set to default, it was a circular arena that reminded the Scizor somewhat of the competitions that Lyra had participated in. Mostly, the ones involving looking "cute" or "cool"... but there were no judges or crowds or people on this early morning that Flynn had ventured into it, and so it was much more comfortable to her than they had ever been.
None of the mistletoe plant had been spotted either, something that Flynn was careful not to let her guard down about. It was just peaceful, or at least it seemed so as she looked around the open space. There were doors that led off to places, Flynn didn't know where, and so somebody already could have been present - nonetheless, she didn't care about what ifs, and instead saw an opportunity in the large space to perhaps do some training. Exploring, if she felt like it, could come later.
First came the warm-ups, rolling her shoulders and stretching out her arms and pincers. She flexed her body, lifted up her legs, and increased her movements and changed her actions as the minutes added up. She had a system, a work-out that she would abide by before any time that she trained. Ending a session short through carelessness was not a favourable conclusion for her, and only made her feel moody than accomplished. Flynn knew not to skirt it.
What came after a warm-up depended on Flynn's mood. It could anything, mostly whatever she thought needed attention at that time, and she questioned it then to herself after she'd finished her beginning activity. Well, she had no targets she could practice on, but she had a lot of space...
Running it was. She was a Scyther no more, but she knew of the endurance and edge it would give her. Strength didn't only come in power, but by understanding the limits of the body and bettering them. She would always be carrying the weight of her choice to become a Scizor, but she refused to ever buckle under the strain.
so yeah there's a Scizor just running laps in the stadium.
lives_strong) & Flynn (bigclaws)What: Bonding in the stadium
Where: The stadium
When: idk some day early morning
Warnings: fite fite fite fite
Mistletoe couldn't get you if you spent most of your time outside.
And it was that time spent outside that led to Flynn finally finding the gold of Smash Academy: the stadium. Unused and therefore set to default, it was a circular arena that reminded the Scizor somewhat of the competitions that Lyra had participated in. Mostly, the ones involving looking "cute" or "cool"... but there were no judges or crowds or people on this early morning that Flynn had ventured into it, and so it was much more comfortable to her than they had ever been.
None of the mistletoe plant had been spotted either, something that Flynn was careful not to let her guard down about. It was just peaceful, or at least it seemed so as she looked around the open space. There were doors that led off to places, Flynn didn't know where, and so somebody already could have been present - nonetheless, she didn't care about what ifs, and instead saw an opportunity in the large space to perhaps do some training. Exploring, if she felt like it, could come later.
First came the warm-ups, rolling her shoulders and stretching out her arms and pincers. She flexed her body, lifted up her legs, and increased her movements and changed her actions as the minutes added up. She had a system, a work-out that she would abide by before any time that she trained. Ending a session short through carelessness was not a favourable conclusion for her, and only made her feel moody than accomplished. Flynn knew not to skirt it.
What came after a warm-up depended on Flynn's mood. It could anything, mostly whatever she thought needed attention at that time, and she questioned it then to herself after she'd finished her beginning activity. Well, she had no targets she could practice on, but she had a lot of space...
Running it was. She was a Scyther no more, but she knew of the endurance and edge it would give her. Strength didn't only come in power, but by understanding the limits of the body and bettering them. She would always be carrying the weight of her choice to become a Scizor, but she refused to ever buckle under the strain.
so yeah there's a Scizor just running laps in the stadium.