[f1 op] in the plains

[alexxandor 0]

just me trying to get through the first floor.

[Atenea 0]

The dagger swirled up in the air and lanted hilt first on her palm, a wide smile spreading full delicate lips as delicate fingers closed around the golden based and tighten their grip in a strong hold. Atenea charged her hit, before slicing the air with her attack. The red light dissipating as she did so and with it, showing the girl that practice did help her fighting tecnique.

Beginning a deadly dance of swipe and doge, she almost looked like an elegant dancer keeping the rhythm to a silent song, that only she knew melody to. The young woman felt her body moved with elegant grace, that could not be match in the real world- something she wished she could take back with her once this hell was done. Such agility and such speed could help her so much in ballet.

Finishing one strike with a high kick, she stopped to take a breather and to relaxed herself as best as she could. That when she noticed the stranger looking at her. Shielding her eyes from the sunlight the hand that was holding her dagger moved in a friendly wave, while loose black hair switch with the breeze.