Post by senka on Mar 3, 2013 19:23:37 GMT -5
The Raedsel, the top military force in all of Noxus, shadows of the Grand General themselves. Walls of weapons lined the rather large room of their barracks, their enchanted helmets and armor set upon rows of manequins. Training pads and a few dummies were set out, beds line along the walls with trunks where they likely kept their personal gear.
Though they had the training dummies, they were rarely used. The Raedsel would prefer to spar each other to keep their skills sharp, the dummies were there for simply trying out new equipment, and nothing more.
Senka swiftly dodged her opponents attack, a punch aimed at her head. Her feet slid across the mat. She was dressed in a light purple training robe. Her opponent was man, nearly twice her size, but that did not concern her, what Senka lacked in physical force, she more than made up for in intellectual. After all, that's how she became a Raedsel in the first place, knowing when and where to strike over how hard to.
The man was dressed in a black suit, muscles nearly ripping through it. His amber eyes locked with her sapphire ones. Senka slowly circle her opponent, fists clenched in her fighting stance. The Raedsel normally sparred hand-to-hand to reduce the risk of major injury, for they could be called upon by the Grand General at a moments notice.
The man threw another heavy punch at Senka, but the woman saw it coming a mile away, swiftly, she avoided the attack, landing a kick square in the man's chest, sending him sliding backwards. The man then got back into position, fists raised. Senka let out a slow breath, relaxing her body so she could move more freely.
Another heavy blow came at her, followed by another, and another. He was forcing her to dodge. And dodge she did, moving gracefully around the mat, once she got a feel for the attack pattern, she saw an opening. Once the man's left fist came at her, Senka threw up both her arms and pushed the fist away just in time to weave out of the way of the right. Senka, now seeing an opening, spun around and delivered a powerful round-house kick to the back of mans head, sending him stumbling forward.
Senka then ran and hopped on the mans shoulders, doing a hand-stand on them, Senka positioned herself and delivered a powerful drop kick to the mans chest, sending him to the mat. Senka landed gracefully on her feet and stood up straight, letting her hands rest beside her. She then walked over and held her hand out to her fellow, which he took. Helping him to his feet, the two warriors bowed to another before going their separate ways. Senka herself walked over to a nearby balcony. The cool air kissed and soothed her skin as she looked out over her homeland.
"Forever strong." She simply whispered under her breath as she did so, her hair blowing lightly in the breeze.
Though they had the training dummies, they were rarely used. The Raedsel would prefer to spar each other to keep their skills sharp, the dummies were there for simply trying out new equipment, and nothing more.
Senka swiftly dodged her opponents attack, a punch aimed at her head. Her feet slid across the mat. She was dressed in a light purple training robe. Her opponent was man, nearly twice her size, but that did not concern her, what Senka lacked in physical force, she more than made up for in intellectual. After all, that's how she became a Raedsel in the first place, knowing when and where to strike over how hard to.
The man was dressed in a black suit, muscles nearly ripping through it. His amber eyes locked with her sapphire ones. Senka slowly circle her opponent, fists clenched in her fighting stance. The Raedsel normally sparred hand-to-hand to reduce the risk of major injury, for they could be called upon by the Grand General at a moments notice.
The man threw another heavy punch at Senka, but the woman saw it coming a mile away, swiftly, she avoided the attack, landing a kick square in the man's chest, sending him sliding backwards. The man then got back into position, fists raised. Senka let out a slow breath, relaxing her body so she could move more freely.
Another heavy blow came at her, followed by another, and another. He was forcing her to dodge. And dodge she did, moving gracefully around the mat, once she got a feel for the attack pattern, she saw an opening. Once the man's left fist came at her, Senka threw up both her arms and pushed the fist away just in time to weave out of the way of the right. Senka, now seeing an opening, spun around and delivered a powerful round-house kick to the back of mans head, sending him stumbling forward.
Senka then ran and hopped on the mans shoulders, doing a hand-stand on them, Senka positioned herself and delivered a powerful drop kick to the mans chest, sending him to the mat. Senka landed gracefully on her feet and stood up straight, letting her hands rest beside her. She then walked over and held her hand out to her fellow, which he took. Helping him to his feet, the two warriors bowed to another before going their separate ways. Senka herself walked over to a nearby balcony. The cool air kissed and soothed her skin as she looked out over her homeland.
"Forever strong." She simply whispered under her breath as she did so, her hair blowing lightly in the breeze.