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exsiliumlogs2012-07-06 02:39 pm
atwar) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-07-06 02:39 pm
every sky has its beauty, ( open )
Date & Time: Today and stuff
Location: Training Hall
Characters: Sif & you
Summary: Since the aftermath of her confrontation with Loki and Thor's intercession, Sif's temper has been running hot and fast, but with all the turmoil and adjustments she's had little chance to address it. Violence is therapeutic.
Warnings: Only an angry war goddess.
The glaive slices through the air with a razored whistle, sharp and precise. Each movement is a paragraph, each smooth ripple of powerful muscle beneath skin a phrase, words in the sweat that soaks her hair and clothes and shines in the light off her skin.
To the side, in a pile against the wall, are training dummies: broken, splintered, destroyed beyond any hope of manual repair. She gave up on using those hours ago. It might provide a challenge, to control her strength so her fist doesn't smash through synthetics and metal, but Sif is not here for a challenge.
She is here because the wrath inside her needs an outlet.
Location: Training Hall
Characters: Sif & you
Summary: Since the aftermath of her confrontation with Loki and Thor's intercession, Sif's temper has been running hot and fast, but with all the turmoil and adjustments she's had little chance to address it. Violence is therapeutic.
Warnings: Only an angry war goddess.
The glaive slices through the air with a razored whistle, sharp and precise. Each movement is a paragraph, each smooth ripple of powerful muscle beneath skin a phrase, words in the sweat that soaks her hair and clothes and shines in the light off her skin.
To the side, in a pile against the wall, are training dummies: broken, splintered, destroyed beyond any hope of manual repair. She gave up on using those hours ago. It might provide a challenge, to control her strength so her fist doesn't smash through synthetics and metal, but Sif is not here for a challenge.
She is here because the wrath inside her needs an outlet.
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"Ah, you caught me! I certainly don't look the part of a fighter, huh? I can show you, if you'd like, but I feel like I ought to ask your opinion on magic first."