Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Sept 17, 2016 14:05:35 GMT
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9P2vnzjQk4 - The song for if you want to be more immersed)
Reaching out her arm rapidly upon seeing you collapse, Hana was panicking for a mere second as she just stood before you while stopping for a second.
Taking a deep breath as she started to make her way over towards you, refusing to be afraid of anything bad happening towards you as her body slowly lowered on her knees, taking an formal sitting method of seiza while letting a soft chuckle exit her body there was not even a fragment of fear, awkwardness or irritation in her movements as she simply placed her fingers if allowed to do so under your head and made you lay on her lap.
She was not the tallest of people, standing at the waist of an average adult, possibly above it yet in this moment she was an unmovable wall that towered above all others while raising one of her hands towards Ayumu who passed a small object.
An object made from metal that always carried the sin of taking away the nature that was around everybody, putting the instrument to her lips as she slowly started playing it, Attempting to comfort the you who was suffering through most of this pain, attempting to comfort Trey even in his weakest moments while just playing what she felt.
The tears that she felt through the clouds that would ripple into the pool of our emotions, knowing that it would encroach upon us like a vile darkness that was going to bring us all down.
Yet, were we humans really that detached from each other? Some of the men that were knocked down regaining their consciousness while other men who had been looking simply looked awkwardly, refusing to go away after the problem had been solved as they were hardened warriors.
One simply slammed his supportive cane onto the ground while letting out a powerful shout.
Sethera himself in the Audience shouting towards you “Masked warrior, you can do it!” a large grin of determination on his face “You have defeated me like I was nothing so are you going to just let this day pass with nothing happening? Do not regret your life after this day, stand up and strike the iron while its hot!” Another warrior standing up and shouting happily “Come on! Finish the match, we are waiting for you two!” While the other men and warriors in the audience simply started to join along with the shouting.
Refusing to back down, their shouts were not impatient due to wanting entertainment, instead mixed in between the song that was playing on the harmonica was a strange, glimmer of light that was called the passion that martial artists shared, they wanted to see this final clash of fists, they wanted you to finish this fight with everything you had too.
Betting everything on a single blow if need be to move up into this world, Yet It was certain that you were not alone, with over a hundred people in the audience chanting for you, refusing to taint your reputation... You had support, it was almost magical how much this little woman called Hana had changed.
(Are you ready for an final strike Treylech? To clash once more and see who will be the victor with a single strike?)
Reaching out her arm rapidly upon seeing you collapse, Hana was panicking for a mere second as she just stood before you while stopping for a second.
Taking a deep breath as she started to make her way over towards you, refusing to be afraid of anything bad happening towards you as her body slowly lowered on her knees, taking an formal sitting method of seiza while letting a soft chuckle exit her body there was not even a fragment of fear, awkwardness or irritation in her movements as she simply placed her fingers if allowed to do so under your head and made you lay on her lap.
She was not the tallest of people, standing at the waist of an average adult, possibly above it yet in this moment she was an unmovable wall that towered above all others while raising one of her hands towards Ayumu who passed a small object.
An object made from metal that always carried the sin of taking away the nature that was around everybody, putting the instrument to her lips as she slowly started playing it, Attempting to comfort the you who was suffering through most of this pain, attempting to comfort Trey even in his weakest moments while just playing what she felt.
The tears that she felt through the clouds that would ripple into the pool of our emotions, knowing that it would encroach upon us like a vile darkness that was going to bring us all down.
Yet, were we humans really that detached from each other? Some of the men that were knocked down regaining their consciousness while other men who had been looking simply looked awkwardly, refusing to go away after the problem had been solved as they were hardened warriors.
One simply slammed his supportive cane onto the ground while letting out a powerful shout.
Sethera himself in the Audience shouting towards you “Masked warrior, you can do it!” a large grin of determination on his face “You have defeated me like I was nothing so are you going to just let this day pass with nothing happening? Do not regret your life after this day, stand up and strike the iron while its hot!” Another warrior standing up and shouting happily “Come on! Finish the match, we are waiting for you two!” While the other men and warriors in the audience simply started to join along with the shouting.
Refusing to back down, their shouts were not impatient due to wanting entertainment, instead mixed in between the song that was playing on the harmonica was a strange, glimmer of light that was called the passion that martial artists shared, they wanted to see this final clash of fists, they wanted you to finish this fight with everything you had too.
Betting everything on a single blow if need be to move up into this world, Yet It was certain that you were not alone, with over a hundred people in the audience chanting for you, refusing to taint your reputation... You had support, it was almost magical how much this little woman called Hana had changed.
(Are you ready for an final strike Treylech? To clash once more and see who will be the victor with a single strike?)