07-01-2019, 10:49 PM
The dragoon provided an easy shrug. "I never said it had to be hate. It takes a certain type of person to live as I do. A certain type of hurt. And many years to nurture it."
Her shrug shifted into a roll as she stretched the muscles in her back.
"Whatever it is, you just need the drive to hold it, and the determination to see it through before you die. Something to consider before it matters."
Unceremoniously, the woman turned back to her drills, twisting her halberd around and thrusting it backwards beneath her arm before she twisted her body around and launched herself into a flip that brought the point of the weapon driving into the wood of the deck--a clear sign that she was done with the conversation and had once more returned to the routine she always knew.
Her shrug shifted into a roll as she stretched the muscles in her back.
"Whatever it is, you just need the drive to hold it, and the determination to see it through before you die. Something to consider before it matters."
Unceremoniously, the woman turned back to her drills, twisting her halberd around and thrusting it backwards beneath her arm before she twisted her body around and launched herself into a flip that brought the point of the weapon driving into the wood of the deck--a clear sign that she was done with the conversation and had once more returned to the routine she always knew.