it may be rage or maybe hope, i wanna know your phobia
She gave Sam a moment, watching the man adjust and move about until he felt just right. That was one thing she couldn't correct him on, every body was different and would have to align different. She could teach him where to put his feet and what angle to bend his elbows, but he'd still have to decide for himself whether or not he felt right.
He swung down, a move executed by someone who listens and learns. She grinned, "Yeah! Okay Sam! Again," she said, urging him to reset his pose and practice swinging from that position a few more times. "Get used to how it feels to have your sword there, then you can start there and slash across, out and to the side, whatever direction you need to retaliate or make a move."
She let him go on like that for a few more minutes, then chose a new stance to practice. "With a similar stance leg wise, you can start the sword in various places. Here," she modeled a new position, plow with the sword pulled close to the hip. She demonstrated bringing it up and over to meet an attacker's sword, "This is a good stance for defending, thrusting, and keeping a stable base."
He swung down, a move executed by someone who listens and learns. She grinned, "Yeah! Okay Sam! Again," she said, urging him to reset his pose and practice swinging from that position a few more times. "Get used to how it feels to have your sword there, then you can start there and slash across, out and to the side, whatever direction you need to retaliate or make a move."
She let him go on like that for a few more minutes, then chose a new stance to practice. "With a similar stance leg wise, you can start the sword in various places. Here," she modeled a new position, plow with the sword pulled close to the hip. She demonstrated bringing it up and over to meet an attacker's sword, "This is a good stance for defending, thrusting, and keeping a stable base."
AISHA
