OLIVER
There is a terribly dark blush on Oliver's face the moment the sword left his hands. Part of him was wishing, hoping that Deimos was just watching the other pair- so that he could be spared of the humiliation that would follow. Unfortunately, the opposite happened. The man spoke directly to him and Oliver tried as hard as he could to maintain eyecontact, slowly growing steadily more embarrassed as time progressed. "Yes sir," A new side of Oliver was slowly showing, one that was ashamed and nervous. One still learning and horrifically embarrassed by it. These feelings- they were familiar, but had been abandoned for so long. One's he once experienced in his old world, only resurfacing now that all eyes were on him- watching him fail.
He was happy to progress onto a new weapon- but also nervous. What if he just failed again? Already, he knew that Deimos didn't see him as, well, as good as the others. It was a bad feeling and at this point, Oliver couldn't blame him.
Walking over, Oliver grabbed himself a staff and chose out a dummy. He didn't even dare watch the others, too scared to see their eyes and watch their faces for their opinions. Listening to Deimos' instructions, Oliver nodded and committed them to memory. Then it was their turn.
Beginning with the push, Oliver tried to concentrate all the nervous energy on being forceful and powerful. Once that was done, he'd attempt to jump off to the side before swinging down. Hopefully this time, he wouldn't fail horribly.
He was happy to progress onto a new weapon- but also nervous. What if he just failed again? Already, he knew that Deimos didn't see him as, well, as good as the others. It was a bad feeling and at this point, Oliver couldn't blame him.
Walking over, Oliver grabbed himself a staff and chose out a dummy. He didn't even dare watch the others, too scared to see their eyes and watch their faces for their opinions. Listening to Deimos' instructions, Oliver nodded and committed them to memory. Then it was their turn.
Beginning with the push, Oliver tried to concentrate all the nervous energy on being forceful and powerful. Once that was done, he'd attempt to jump off to the side before swinging down. Hopefully this time, he wouldn't fail horribly.
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
