running off over next doors
garden before the hour is done
garden before the hour is done
A nod signaled that they were moving on, Aisha filed away the previous motion for later practice and prepared to learn a new one. The girl assumed the stance, mimicking the man once more then making her own tweaks to settle comfortable into it. After all, they may both be warriors, but they shared little in the matter of sculpture. The curvature of their muscles, length of their limbs, dominance of power balances were different, so she had to make his teaching work for her.
After adjusting, she gave a hearty nod and watched as he demonstrated. The movement was a thrust, one that would skewer any opponent unwise enough to be caught. Her eyes followed his sword and his grip as he show cased it, then finally joined in, launching herself at her own imaginary foe, then returning her blade to in front of her chest to start again.
Aisha could feel her body winding down after a while, her push to continue, determination to prove her worth having worn her joints to jelly. She ceased her drilling of the maneuver, turning to Deimos and wiping a bit of sweat from her brow, "I think that's enough for me." Letting her rush simmer, a wide grin spread across her face, "Thank you for this, let me know if there's anything you need in return." It was a simple offer, and she partly hoped he would have something to request. If not as a gift of gratitude, than as something to fill tomorrows empty calendar with.
After adjusting, she gave a hearty nod and watched as he demonstrated. The movement was a thrust, one that would skewer any opponent unwise enough to be caught. Her eyes followed his sword and his grip as he show cased it, then finally joined in, launching herself at her own imaginary foe, then returning her blade to in front of her chest to start again.
Aisha could feel her body winding down after a while, her push to continue, determination to prove her worth having worn her joints to jelly. She ceased her drilling of the maneuver, turning to Deimos and wiping a bit of sweat from her brow, "I think that's enough for me." Letting her rush simmer, a wide grin spread across her face, "Thank you for this, let me know if there's anything you need in return." It was a simple offer, and she partly hoped he would have something to request. If not as a gift of gratitude, than as something to fill tomorrows empty calendar with.
it’s more a question of feeling
than it is a question of fun
than it is a question of fun
AISHA
