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queenoflogs2012-08-10 02:52 am
fionna_time) wrote in queenoflogs2012-08-10 02:52 am
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Sorry, meant to leave this open...
Characters: Fionna and Amamiya/anyone who is watching.
Date: A week after all the craziness.
Summary: After everything is said and done, Fionna has decided it was best to start sharpening her skills again.
Warnings: Fighting/possible flirting (with Amamiya involved certainly), otherwise none.
It was no good to keep acting as if knowing what she knew was ok. The skeleton guys had been tough, and in the end Fionna had to be patched up pretty good. Yes, it was great that she had survived, that she had a hand in defeating the snake. But Fionna knew when she could do better, and without Cake to guide her, she was going to have to set her OWN time and training.
So once she had recovered she was outside her house, stretching and getting ready. On the floor beside her were several swords of different shapes and sizes, hers being blood red and making the normally sweet looking bunny hatted girl look actually imposing. She drew it, getting into stance and started to swipe, low, then high, middle, and high and low and shake thing up all over again. With each swing Fionna sweated a little, glad to have her muscles in use right now.
Date: A week after all the craziness.
Summary: After everything is said and done, Fionna has decided it was best to start sharpening her skills again.
Warnings: Fighting/possible flirting (with Amamiya involved certainly), otherwise none.
It was no good to keep acting as if knowing what she knew was ok. The skeleton guys had been tough, and in the end Fionna had to be patched up pretty good. Yes, it was great that she had survived, that she had a hand in defeating the snake. But Fionna knew when she could do better, and without Cake to guide her, she was going to have to set her OWN time and training.
So once she had recovered she was outside her house, stretching and getting ready. On the floor beside her were several swords of different shapes and sizes, hers being blood red and making the normally sweet looking bunny hatted girl look actually imposing. She drew it, getting into stance and started to swipe, low, then high, middle, and high and low and shake thing up all over again. With each swing Fionna sweated a little, glad to have her muscles in use right now.