Post by Echo on Dec 26, 2019 1:06:33 GMT
Echo was often restless. There was both a lot to do up here and not a lot to do up here. On one hand they all had chores to do in order to stay alive. Once they were done however . . . .
They all had nothing to do. Which was why Echo had pointed out that being able to fight was more then just about taking on and killing someone. It was about keeping your body ready to take on any challenge. It was about learning to survive. It would help them stay busy and fit at the same time. It would also help them survive once on the ground. For whatever came at them.
Which was why Echo was standing on one side of the mat and watching Bellamy on the other. Most were sleeping or working in their area, so they were alone this time. "You fight like Skikru," Echo told him, trying to get him to break out of his need to think so narrow in a fight. He held back. He didn't want to hurt her or whoever he was fighting. He needed to cut that out. His blows needed to be deadly, directed, and with power behind it or he'd never win a fight.
They all had nothing to do. Which was why Echo had pointed out that being able to fight was more then just about taking on and killing someone. It was about keeping your body ready to take on any challenge. It was about learning to survive. It would help them stay busy and fit at the same time. It would also help them survive once on the ground. For whatever came at them.
Which was why Echo was standing on one side of the mat and watching Bellamy on the other. Most were sleeping or working in their area, so they were alone this time. "You fight like Skikru," Echo told him, trying to get him to break out of his need to think so narrow in a fight. He held back. He didn't want to hurt her or whoever he was fighting. He needed to cut that out. His blows needed to be deadly, directed, and with power behind it or he'd never win a fight.
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