what will you do when the vultures come for you, run and hide?
The complete and utter satisfaction that comes with being less inadequate than you are originally (because lets not go so far as to say the final targets looked good), that is an absolutely golden feeling. She finished tying up the final dummy, sturdy enough and certainly dumb looking enough. Oh how great it would feel to wack that fucker to pieces. "I brought you into this world and I will take you out," she said for her own cynical amusement, pressing a finger into the target's center and watching it wobble.
Alright, with that good as done, it was time to do something else to the yard. Try and fill the hole, or clear the snow. Fixing the hole seemed like an equally irritating task, one that she might end up pawning off on one of the magician men over yonder. So instead she went for the snow, grabbing a shovel that leaned against the wall and a wheelbarrow, and started shoveling. Just like mulch. (shoveling mulch is a very satisfying task that chachy enjoys, aisha only moderately enjoys it and does it while grudgingly still thinking about those stupid targets)
Aisha starts shoveling the snow into a wheelbarrow to take outside the training ground walls!
Alright, with that good as done, it was time to do something else to the yard. Try and fill the hole, or clear the snow. Fixing the hole seemed like an equally irritating task, one that she might end up pawning off on one of the magician men over yonder. So instead she went for the snow, grabbing a shovel that leaned against the wall and a wheelbarrow, and started shoveling. Just like mulch. (shoveling mulch is a very satisfying task that chachy enjoys, aisha only moderately enjoys it and does it while grudgingly still thinking about those stupid targets)
Aisha starts shoveling the snow into a wheelbarrow to take outside the training ground walls!
AISHA
