- Messages
- 524
- OOC First Name
- Camilla
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Not Looking)
- Wand
- Straight 14.5" Sturdy Walnut Wand with Boomslang Venom Core
- Age
- 19 (31/05/2045)
open after Ana posts with Celia
Yuelia didn't know what she was doing, really, but that didn't mean she was going to flounder. At least, not in all things. She didn't know what she was doing, or what she even wanted to do. She didn't feel especially passionate about anything. At least, except for duelling. It wasn't necessarily that she took pleasure in beating people, and didn't duel with an intention to cause pain. But what it did do was prove that she was a powerful and competent witch. Winning gave her a real sense of satisfaction, and if that was one thing she could feel then she'd have to keep working to make sure to maintain that.
The problem was that while she was enthusiastic and her magic was strong, she was unrefined as a duellist. Brute force and slightly unnerving character did a lot for her, but it wasn't quite enough. She needed more finesse, more strategy. Maybe not to get so heavily into character when she duelled, as it was a little bit childish - though she found it hard not to, it seemingly just happened. It was weirdly enjoyable, but she had to prove that she wasn't engaging in childhood fantasies, she truly meant business. Rolling her shoulders, she held her head high as she looked to find a spot in the duelling chamber to practice. It seemed that Celia had a similar goal, and Yuelia paused. The older girl was cool, clever, and stylish, and also an extremely good duellist. If she wanted to look to anyone for an idea of how to be better, it would be Celia. But, she wasn't rushing to annoy her by asking for help (as help was such a difficult word to say), merely pointing to one of the dummies past where she was standing. "Excuse me...do you mind if I use that dummy to practice?" she asked, perfectly polite and unemotional.
Yuelia didn't know what she was doing, really, but that didn't mean she was going to flounder. At least, not in all things. She didn't know what she was doing, or what she even wanted to do. She didn't feel especially passionate about anything. At least, except for duelling. It wasn't necessarily that she took pleasure in beating people, and didn't duel with an intention to cause pain. But what it did do was prove that she was a powerful and competent witch. Winning gave her a real sense of satisfaction, and if that was one thing she could feel then she'd have to keep working to make sure to maintain that.
The problem was that while she was enthusiastic and her magic was strong, she was unrefined as a duellist. Brute force and slightly unnerving character did a lot for her, but it wasn't quite enough. She needed more finesse, more strategy. Maybe not to get so heavily into character when she duelled, as it was a little bit childish - though she found it hard not to, it seemingly just happened. It was weirdly enjoyable, but she had to prove that she wasn't engaging in childhood fantasies, she truly meant business. Rolling her shoulders, she held her head high as she looked to find a spot in the duelling chamber to practice. It seemed that Celia had a similar goal, and Yuelia paused. The older girl was cool, clever, and stylish, and also an extremely good duellist. If she wanted to look to anyone for an idea of how to be better, it would be Celia. But, she wasn't rushing to annoy her by asking for help (as help was such a difficult word to say), merely pointing to one of the dummies past where she was standing. "Excuse me...do you mind if I use that dummy to practice?" she asked, perfectly polite and unemotional.