my lungs will fill and then deflate

Avantika · 12-22-2020, 02:57 PM

Avantika wanted to learn more about this fighting thing. She wasn't sure if she could just do it if she was thrown into a spar, and given her nervousness about really anything new, it likely wouldn't go so well. It might not go too well even with preparation. She needed to soak in as much as Rudy was telling her as possible so she could succeed. Or, at least, you know, not die.

Not dying would be nice.

The boy was still being happy and pleasant, praising her efforts, and a small glow of pride curled up in her belly like a kitten going to sleep. But then there was the next step. He--she frowned, struggling to piece together the sentences' meanings--wanted her to... Attack? What? Was that really it? It made sense, given that they'd be actually fighting soon. Maybe she just hadn't expected it to happen so soon. As he rambled on, she tensed up even more, feeling her little pride-kitten turn to cold dread and sink its claws into her guts. She couldn't even focus on what he was saying.

But Rudy turned and told her to go. She'd run out of time. I'm not going to hurt him, she told herself. She had to do it, even if she didn't want to. Time slowed down as she took a deep breath.

She sprung a few steps forward, turning her head suddenly to the side and leading with her right shoulder, intending to shove it against his shoulder. Her eyes were clenched shut. She knew she shouldn't have been so cowardly. But in the heat of the moment, she never could make great decisions.

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