06-08-2009, 03:16 PM
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Hahah, Theory of Power from taekwondo, ^=^;;
500+
He is quick, the woman thought with approval, but he is not expecting. And that was why she was able to place that knock upon his torso. The mind, she thought once more, was just as important as the body, perhaps even more so. If the mind could overcome its own weaknesses, could focus upon a singular task, the body would be made to obey even where it should not be able to obey. It was important as well to expect everything, to be aware of all things that were happening. Footing was important, and the signals of an opponents body were important as well. It would be best for him to keep his eyes upon the eyes of the enemy, for the eyes would betray them if they were weaker than him. The periphery, with much practice, could watch the movements and allow him to respond immediately, without the thought that would make him slow. And he needed to become that well practiced to be a true Knight.
The boy had grown tense with surprise. His response to her attack was perhaps a little awkward, but it worked well enough. The woman did not respond in return, simply holding him there. A light, almost fierce smile met Haven. This short spar had been enough for her to know—perhaps they could start with some real practice now. Slowly the woman released him, stepping back and allowing him enough room to move. "That was good," the soft alto commended, "And your reflexes are fast." That was something that many lacked and had to work hard for. But that did not mean that they could be faster—and they would be. The woman walked over to her blade, kneeling as she lifted it from the stone and feeling its song leaping to life like a fire in her hand. The white orbs returned to the orange and white Knight with a quiet smile.
"It is important to become a master of the basics, for without them your skill means nothing." The woman took several steps back to allow the length of his sword the space required. She took her Badb and gripped it in both hands. With her arms partially bent, she lifted the sword so that the angled point was above her head before slowly bringing it down, keeping the blade perfectly perpendicular and within the same plane in which it had begun. "Start slowly," she instructed, and it became obvious that she wished the boy to follow suit, to practice this most basic of techniques. "Concentration, reaction force, breath control, balance and speed—these are the things that will bring you power." She breathed out every time the blade came down, and she repeated the technique ten times, keeping the slow pace, unhurried and patient. "They say that it takes three thousand exposures to completely master a technique," the woman said upon the tenth repetition. She paused then, taking her eyes from the path that had been carved from the blade. "You want your movements to be smooth and fluid so that when you combine them, they flow naturally."
Hahah, Theory of Power from taekwondo, ^=^;;
500+
He is quick, the woman thought with approval, but he is not expecting. And that was why she was able to place that knock upon his torso. The mind, she thought once more, was just as important as the body, perhaps even more so. If the mind could overcome its own weaknesses, could focus upon a singular task, the body would be made to obey even where it should not be able to obey. It was important as well to expect everything, to be aware of all things that were happening. Footing was important, and the signals of an opponents body were important as well. It would be best for him to keep his eyes upon the eyes of the enemy, for the eyes would betray them if they were weaker than him. The periphery, with much practice, could watch the movements and allow him to respond immediately, without the thought that would make him slow. And he needed to become that well practiced to be a true Knight.
The boy had grown tense with surprise. His response to her attack was perhaps a little awkward, but it worked well enough. The woman did not respond in return, simply holding him there. A light, almost fierce smile met Haven. This short spar had been enough for her to know—perhaps they could start with some real practice now. Slowly the woman released him, stepping back and allowing him enough room to move. "That was good," the soft alto commended, "And your reflexes are fast." That was something that many lacked and had to work hard for. But that did not mean that they could be faster—and they would be. The woman walked over to her blade, kneeling as she lifted it from the stone and feeling its song leaping to life like a fire in her hand. The white orbs returned to the orange and white Knight with a quiet smile.
"It is important to become a master of the basics, for without them your skill means nothing." The woman took several steps back to allow the length of his sword the space required. She took her Badb and gripped it in both hands. With her arms partially bent, she lifted the sword so that the angled point was above her head before slowly bringing it down, keeping the blade perfectly perpendicular and within the same plane in which it had begun. "Start slowly," she instructed, and it became obvious that she wished the boy to follow suit, to practice this most basic of techniques. "Concentration, reaction force, breath control, balance and speed—these are the things that will bring you power." She breathed out every time the blade came down, and she repeated the technique ten times, keeping the slow pace, unhurried and patient. "They say that it takes three thousand exposures to completely master a technique," the woman said upon the tenth repetition. She paused then, taking her eyes from the path that had been carved from the blade. "You want your movements to be smooth and fluid so that when you combine them, they flow naturally."