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Who: Gracia (
mercifulsmile) and Tir McDohl (
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Where: Highschool Gym
When: June 11
Rating: G-PG for violence?
Summary: Tir takes up Gracia's request for a sparring partner.
the log:
She found it uncharacteristic of herself to be thinking so much about something that should be let go and forgotten. There was no harm done, was there? Magoichi was back, he was alive, and it was so easy to pretend that he never died in the first place.
Removing her feather headdress with ease, Gracia sighed inwardly. Who was she trying to convince? She was mad. Both at herself and at the person who killed him. They made a promise to one another to always put their lives on the line if necessary, and yet again she was stuck at the receiving end of the bargain. Not once had she ever been on the giving end, even back home. The guilt ate at her day and night since he returned to life, and though she was confident she would never seek revenge for it, she needed to vent out her frustrations. If not to release stress, then it's to prove to herself that she could hold her own if danger arose for her friends again. It was easy to say that if she had access to her magic, but now that she doesn't, it was an all too different story. She needed to be strong. For her pals.
Combing through her hair with her fingers, she removed a braid and started to tie her hair in a bun. It took some time, but it was strong enough, even when she jumped up and down. Next went her cape and extra articles of clothing. She left the apartment free of her usual attire; just a black undershirt and her white shorts.
Walking to the gymnasium as quickly as she could, Gracia silently mused if Tir was ready to be her personal punching bag for the day. (Though, the way she put it, made her giggle)
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Where: Highschool Gym
When: June 11
Rating: G-PG for violence?
Summary: Tir takes up Gracia's request for a sparring partner.
the log:
She found it uncharacteristic of herself to be thinking so much about something that should be let go and forgotten. There was no harm done, was there? Magoichi was back, he was alive, and it was so easy to pretend that he never died in the first place.
Removing her feather headdress with ease, Gracia sighed inwardly. Who was she trying to convince? She was mad. Both at herself and at the person who killed him. They made a promise to one another to always put their lives on the line if necessary, and yet again she was stuck at the receiving end of the bargain. Not once had she ever been on the giving end, even back home. The guilt ate at her day and night since he returned to life, and though she was confident she would never seek revenge for it, she needed to vent out her frustrations. If not to release stress, then it's to prove to herself that she could hold her own if danger arose for her friends again. It was easy to say that if she had access to her magic, but now that she doesn't, it was an all too different story. She needed to be strong. For her pals.
Combing through her hair with her fingers, she removed a braid and started to tie her hair in a bun. It took some time, but it was strong enough, even when she jumped up and down. Next went her cape and extra articles of clothing. She left the apartment free of her usual attire; just a black undershirt and her white shorts.
Walking to the gymnasium as quickly as she could, Gracia silently mused if Tir was ready to be her personal punching bag for the day. (Though, the way she put it, made her giggle)