[ she listens with rapt attention, watching carefully as he holds his hands and demonstrates on himself. it makes sense -- his hand cradles his wind pipe, easily crushed with the right amount of pressure.
her hands are much smaller than his. she can't wrap her hands around someone's neck, but she could punch and duck pretty easily. quickly hitting someone and ducking out of the way seems to be the best way to handle defending herself, if she needs to.
she looks at the bag, tilting her head up a little to eye the top of it. she flexes her fingers experimentally, slowly touching the bag and mimicking how kaz spreads his fingers to test how it will feel. and, without much more warning, she strikes quickly, clocking the bag over her head with the heel of her hand, finding that to be more comfortable than spreading her fingers. ]
I could reach further with my legs.
[ it's a thought to herself, really, as she lowers her hands. and she rocks herself on the balls of her feet, testing her center of gravity before she does a neat spin, connecting the heel of her borrowed boots against the canvas bag, her balance perfect in a roundhouse kick.
perhaps the difference between acrobatics and fighting isn't so large after all. ]
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Date: 2020-12-27 06:56 pm (UTC)her hands are much smaller than his. she can't wrap her hands around someone's neck, but she could punch and duck pretty easily. quickly hitting someone and ducking out of the way seems to be the best way to handle defending herself, if she needs to.
she looks at the bag, tilting her head up a little to eye the top of it. she flexes her fingers experimentally, slowly touching the bag and mimicking how kaz spreads his fingers to test how it will feel. and, without much more warning, she strikes quickly, clocking the bag over her head with the heel of her hand, finding that to be more comfortable than spreading her fingers. ]
I could reach further with my legs.
[ it's a thought to herself, really, as she lowers her hands. and she rocks herself on the balls of her feet, testing her center of gravity before she does a neat spin, connecting the heel of her borrowed boots against the canvas bag, her balance perfect in a roundhouse kick.
perhaps the difference between acrobatics and fighting isn't so large after all. ]