And I know I'm asking too much
And I know I'm taking control
And I know I'm taking control
Sohalia was a talkative person by nature, and to do something like this - well, anything, really - without speaking was ridiculously difficult for her. Still, as Jude corrected her stance, she stuck her tongue out at him playfully in lieu of making a self-deprecating comment. Her hands, though, didn't waver from where he placed them, and she tried very hard to consider the proper way to throw a punch as he indicated his left shoulder.
She wrinkled her nose as she considered actually trying to hit this man who she loved; it went so against her nature that for a moment she hesitated, unsure and unwilling, his indecision clear in the lines of her face and in the way her body wilted ever-so-slightly. Still, this wasn't just about training, it was for their quest, and so she took a deep breath, mentally shook herself, and took aim at Jude's left shoulder. Huffing out a breath of concentration, Soh struck, a fist coiling out towards Jude.
She wrinkled her nose as she considered actually trying to hit this man who she loved; it went so against her nature that for a moment she hesitated, unsure and unwilling, his indecision clear in the lines of her face and in the way her body wilted ever-so-slightly. Still, this wasn't just about training, it was for their quest, and so she took a deep breath, mentally shook herself, and took aim at Jude's left shoulder. Huffing out a breath of concentration, Soh struck, a fist coiling out towards Jude.
But a heart that's not worth breaking
Isn't worth much, not at all
Isn't worth much, not at all
Sohalia
