Break will ya!"
Victorie tried again, throwing another spinning heel kick against the wooden sparing dummy. The indention and missing fragments of wood indicated that she's been at the thing for a long while, but steady as she's gone Victorie still was unable to break the solid mass in two. Any other time, any other day, she would have had the thing shattered into tiny pieces all over the indoor dojo.
"Damn it, what the hell's wrong with me?" Again and again, she threw every attack move she could possibly do to the dummy, only to fall flat on her ass in the end, tired and far more frustrated than she was before she left upstairs to hide from the others. She liked her solitude…a chance to work out her frustrations in the basement dojo without prying concerns.
She knew why she was so off-center, so keen to more and more outburst. Their leader has been missing for quite some time. It was…irritating to not have him around; taking orders from others who, in her eyes, were only suited for the job because of their age, was uncomfortable. She couldn't say anything about it though…she's only been in her fangs for a year, and there's no way she's going to speak her peace around here.
She growled and punched the dummy at the thought of her frustrations, which finally broke in half, flinging large chunks of it on the floor. Turning, she grabbed her towel from the mat and plopped down hard. Wiping her face, her fingers twirled a small dagger between the fingers of her free hand. Then, without looking, she chunked it clear across the dojo where it sliced clear through a large punching bag. Sand poured out of it, she whence - someone's going to want to know who did that later, but it gave her an idea.
She grabbed her duffle bag that sat beside her and pulled out a pair of sais and a CD. Weapons practice to Evanescence was her anti-drug; and a great way to get certain emotions off her chest. Spinning and flipping, Victorie dance her deadly dance, flawlessly maneuvering through the set of sparring dummies sporadically set up around the room. Slicing and dodging their mechanical arms and legs, Victorie rolled and bobbled, parried and thrust from one attack to another. She ended her round – her sais found themselves embedded in a sparring dummy clear across to the other side of the room.
"Well," she sighed, "At least my aim is still sharp." She looked down at her hands, wondering why she felt so weak in some ways, yet still shows strength in others. Shaking her head, her eyes caught sight of her watch.
"Ah, best head back upstairs… get some work done." Victorie grabbed her gear, wrapped the towel around her neck and took the stairs by fours until she reached the top. She shut down the lights and locked the door before turning down the hallway, passing the storage rooms and entering the kitchen – a room hardly used. Exiting, she took her time down the hallway, watching everyone moving briskly through their duties. She knew what was coming, which was the reason why she kept herself locked in the dojo as much as possible. She was preparing…ready for anything that might come – somewhat. She didn't want to be left out of this brawl, not this time. Like everyone else there, she wanted to find their leader – by any means necessary.
Glancing up a ways, she saw Ethan and Davis standing at the wall. It was an interesting sight, for Davis to just be casually chatting away with a New Blood… Most Furies didn't bother with the little guys, but she's slowly getting to know which Furies were safe to talk to and which were not. She slowed her stride, tightening her grip around her weapon's bag slung over her shoulder. She was a bit curious, but also cautious, uncertain about being sneaky or just asking how the investigation was going. She was eager to hear any positive news about their leader, but hesitant about just asking a Fury…any Fury. She only knew a few of them well enough… Davis – she knew him, but not well enough…
Victorie was of earshot, in vampire standards, but she kept her face forward, still struggling to have her questions answered…
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