[PQ] substance and blood

EVIE

Ah, it seems her luck has run out. Evie is far from vexed by the failure, and though her arms hold strong the rest of her body exhibits small aches from not being used in this particular manner at length. Not to mention the mental burden of focusing so intently on each move, each weapon. The intimidation of wanting to prove herself to those around her, to Deimos, to herself most of all. The break is a welcome thing, and she takes a moment alone to merely sit and breathe with her eyes closed before slowly following the instructions to stretch and loosen her joints back up.

The respite is appreciated, but the warmup more so. It gives her a chance to see the motions a second time around, slower this time. Once more she returns to her station, eyeing her immobile opponent, before she firms her stance and slips into the motions Deimos has shown them. Returning to the task with a renewed vigor.

_{Table Code by Sky!}