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Stefan · 01-31-2016, 06:36 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by hermionesclone

No, Jace, you're not alone.

Hirsch had initially gone out for his usual daily jog before wandering up to his own Training Room to practice some boxing. This was a tight regime that the man had stuck to since he was fifteen and it hadn't changed ever since he came to Hogwarts. He was a Durmstrang boy, not even the cold was going to stop him.

What did stop him when he entered the room was the sight of a student in there.

The professor took a few steps further into the room but his eyes stayed glued on the small boy. He wasn't watching out for anything in particular, just how he was fighting. Or, in this case, how he was karate-chopping at the boxing bag. It was interesting, actually, since he'd mainly put it up for boxing reasons but if the kid wanted to use it to practice his karate skills, then so be it.

Uh, maybe he should say something? "You have a strong central form of energy," he said, leaning back against the wall but still keeping a hold on the boxing gloves in his hands.

Things were not okay. Jace was seething in anger as he eyed the punching bag, and threw more punches and kicks at it. He could feel his muscles screaming, but he didn’t mind it. What he could feel was his heavy heart pumping more blood to his veins, keeping his energy level high as he continued to release his feelings.

There was no way he could don his Kendo uniform, pick his shinai sword, and start smashing his bamboo sword against a dummy. He respects the sport so much, that right now, he felt he is unworthy to practice it. Not until he could quiet his mind...and balance his chi. Kendo is a sport of discipline, concentration, and an open mind. There was no room for outrage and frustration in that sport.

So there was that little Ravenclaw boy, grunting, punching, and kicking the bag with gritted teeth, cheeks flushed, and a good amount of sweat trickling down from his head to his face, mixed with angry tears coming from his eyes. “You're stupid Jace! YOU are SO careless! YOUmade the situation worse, and could’ve endangered the Headmistress’ life!!”

PUNCH, PUNCH, KICK!!

Then there was a voice. Jace stilled, and stayed that way for a few good seconds, his back facing the man who caught him in rage. The Ravenclaw was on the verge of crying his eyes out, but clenched his fists into a ball, commanding his eyes to stop producing tears already. Slowly, with his eyes on the floor, Jace turned to face his Defense professor, and gave him a full bow. “Ohayo, Hirsch-sensei.” Jace didn’t bother to correct himself this time. He’s too busy...wiping away his tears, but he did greet him a good morning though!

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,496 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone No, Jace, you're not alone. Hirsch had initially gone out for his usual daily jog before wandering up to his own Training Room to practice some boxing. This was a tight regime that the man had stuck to since he was fifteen and it hadn't changed ever since he came to Hogwarts. He was a Durmstrang boy, not even the cold was going to stop him. What did stop him when he entered the room was the sight of a student in there. The professor took a few steps further into the room but his eyes stayed glued on the small boy. He wasn't watching out for anything in particular, just how he was fighting. Or, in this case, how he was karate-chopping at the boxing bag. It was interesting, actually, since he'd mainly put it up for boxing reasons but if the kid wanted to use it to practice his karate skills, then so be it. Uh, maybe he should say something? "You have a strong central form of energy," he said, leaning back against the wall but still keeping a hold on the boxing gloves in his hands. Things were not okay. Jace was seething in anger as he eyed the punching bag, and threw more punches and kicks at it. He could feel his muscles screaming, but he didn’t mind it. What he could feel was his heavy heart pumping more blood to his veins, keeping his energy level high as he continued to release his feelings. There was no way he could don his Kendo uniform, pick his shinai sword, and start smashing his bamboo sword against a dummy. He respects the sport so much, that right now, he felt he is unworthy to practice it. Not until he could quiet his mind...and balance his chi. Kendo is a sport of discipline, concentration, and an open mind. There was no room for outrage and frustration in that sport. So there was that little Ravenclaw boy, grunting, punching, and kicking the bag with gritted teeth, cheeks flushed, and a good amount of sweat trickling down from his head to his face, mixed with angry tears coming from his eyes. “You're stupid Jace! YOU are SO careless! YOUmade the situation worse, and could’ve endangered the Headmistress’ life!!” PUNCH, PUNCH, KICK!! Then there was a voice. Jace stilled, and stayed that way for a few good seconds, his back facing the man who caught him in rage. The Ravenclaw was on the verge of crying his eyes out, but clenched his fists into a ball, commanding his eyes to stop producing tears already. Slowly, with his eyes on the floor, Jace turned to face his Defense professor, and gave him a full bow. “Ohayo, Hirsch-sensei.” Jace didn’t bother to correct himself this time. He’s too busy...wiping away his tears, but he did greet him a good morning though! __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.