A Poop * k8 *
Kensi eyed the creepy dummies as they started to stumbled towards her..she was a bit rusty in her fighting hand-to-hand combat. No wands? okay, cool. Awesome, really. They were just dummies, right? Mindless things? Yeah, Kensi could TOTALLY handle that...
She tried to remember SING, but even back at home with her old job, once she started fighting, her mind went blank and her adrenaline took over. She side kicked the dummy in the chest, which made it stumble back a bit, but it caught her foot and twisted it. She fell, her back SLAMMING into the ground. She blocked out the pain, however, and was quickly on her feet again. She punched the dummy in his chest, caught his rebound, and twisted its arm as she spun around. She had his arm pinned behind his back. The dummy's other hand began to try to free it, so she grabbed that one, too, and tried to wrangle it to the ground. However, somehow, the dummy and she crumbled to the ground together. Kensi hit the ground, hard, again, and this time, she couldn't contain herself. She began to punch, kick, and jab with all of her might, over and over again. it was mindless and full of rage, something she had learned to never let control her fighting in the past years, but she still had trouble with. She finally managed get the dummy on the ground. She sat on its chest, as it wriggled, but refused to let it get up. Huffing and puffing, she blew her hair from her face. "Well...at least he's on the ground..." she said to herself. She saw others making their way towards her..Merlin, she was going to have to fight more?!
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |