The Grounds may have been renowned for survival, but it wasn't through Alys's efforts. She could have sworn she saw something like amusement in Deimos's face as she admitted just how hopelessly incapable she was, but it was gone before she could do so much as stick her tongue out at him. She pursed her lips instead, eyeing the dummy with distaste. She hadn't thought she'd need to defend herself, young and naive as she was. Now she regretted that choice.
She followed Deimos's instructions about her stance, shifting her weight so that it was distributed evenly and balancing on the balls of her feet. At least she'd gained some level of control over her body from practicing with weapons, so this, at least, wasn't too hard. "Depends. Are they a man or a woman?" she asked, arching a brow. Then she refocused on the dummy. "Also, am I trying to kill or wound? With a weapon, I'd aim for center mass or the head. But without a weapon..."
She followed Deimos's instructions about her stance, shifting her weight so that it was distributed evenly and balancing on the balls of her feet. At least she'd gained some level of control over her body from practicing with weapons, so this, at least, wasn't too hard. "Depends. Are they a man or a woman?" she asked, arching a brow. Then she refocused on the dummy. "Also, am I trying to kill or wound? With a weapon, I'd aim for center mass or the head. But without a weapon..."
ALYS GLASSE
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
