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- Michael / Jesse
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- Knotted 15 1/2 Inch Sturdy English Oak Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
Sern made his way, as he was more and more often doing, down to the great looming trees of the forbidden forest. He came there to have his time, though he was no fool. He knew students always skirted near the edges and sometimes traveled parts the first lot of trees. But people didn't go very far in... and for good reason too. But, of course, Sern went in anyway. He knew a centaur or too that would help him if he really got in trouble.
He went through the forest few trees and keep going deeper until the noise and chaos of the school faded into oblivion, leaving the sounds of nature to drift through the air softly. Sern took a deep breath of pine scented air and gave a long satisfied smile. "perfect" He said simply while squaring his stance.
Sern hadn't practiced any form of martial art or indeed any self defense style in a long while. He thought more of it too keep him fit and for something to do instead of actual self defense. He grabbed onto his jacket, pulling it from him. Then slipped out of his shirt, cool air rushing over his torso. He had a lean body, muscles around average size. Not scrap of fat could be seen on him. Taking a few deep breaths he squared himself once more, looking out to the trees ahead. He took a few quick calculations of where each tree was around him and how much open room her hand before closing his eyes.
Rolling his shoulders a few times, Sern took in one more deep breath.. then closed his hand into a tight fist and struck out with lightning speed. He spun his leg up and around in a round house kick just after the punch was made. As his foot came back down to the side from the kick, he pushed it against the ground. his body flicked into the air as he spun horizontally through the air. his foot touching the ground first, other following through with a sidekick. He took one deep breath before striking out either side of him with his palms. Sern then slipped his hand into his pocket, withdrawing his wand from it. He adjusted his grip on it before flipping back once more, sending his wand in a slashing motion in front of him. sparks flew through the air in that slashing motion, dissipated before they hit the trees. He took a quick step forward while sliding his body down, skidding against the ground as if to dodge a spell. He made flick of his wand and murmured, "Stupefy" and watched at the red bolt flashed from the end of the wand to his imaginary target.
He went through the forest few trees and keep going deeper until the noise and chaos of the school faded into oblivion, leaving the sounds of nature to drift through the air softly. Sern took a deep breath of pine scented air and gave a long satisfied smile. "perfect" He said simply while squaring his stance.
Sern hadn't practiced any form of martial art or indeed any self defense style in a long while. He thought more of it too keep him fit and for something to do instead of actual self defense. He grabbed onto his jacket, pulling it from him. Then slipped out of his shirt, cool air rushing over his torso. He had a lean body, muscles around average size. Not scrap of fat could be seen on him. Taking a few deep breaths he squared himself once more, looking out to the trees ahead. He took a few quick calculations of where each tree was around him and how much open room her hand before closing his eyes.
Rolling his shoulders a few times, Sern took in one more deep breath.. then closed his hand into a tight fist and struck out with lightning speed. He spun his leg up and around in a round house kick just after the punch was made. As his foot came back down to the side from the kick, he pushed it against the ground. his body flicked into the air as he spun horizontally through the air. his foot touching the ground first, other following through with a sidekick. He took one deep breath before striking out either side of him with his palms. Sern then slipped his hand into his pocket, withdrawing his wand from it. He adjusted his grip on it before flipping back once more, sending his wand in a slashing motion in front of him. sparks flew through the air in that slashing motion, dissipated before they hit the trees. He took a quick step forward while sliding his body down, skidding against the ground as if to dodge a spell. He made flick of his wand and murmured, "Stupefy" and watched at the red bolt flashed from the end of the wand to his imaginary target.