[ Bela sounds confident when she speaks, wanting to continue to do well with the training. It might take her a couple of tries, but he's been patient with her and it's something that she appreciates. ]
[ That gets her a faint smile. He likes her energy, the way she doesn't back down even when she's learning something new. And so he moves for her. Not at full speed - not yet - but the blows he aims are hard and solid. ]
[ This may be her first real test and Bela doesn't want to fail it.
The blocks he showed her minutes before are clear in her head and when he goes for the first attack, she uses the overhand block. The second blow, Bela shields herself. ]
[ Thing is, this is fun. Not a lot of things are. Carver's grin only widens, and he swings for her again. A little faster this time, to see how she'll react. He's ready to pull the blows in case she doesn't counter, but he has a feeling he won't need to. ]
[ This time around, Bela is more prepared for his swings and deflects them like he taught her. She thinks she could probably do it with a little more finesse, but that should come with practice.
Bela is also slightly out of breath, though she is still smiling. The rush of adrenaline feels good. ]
[ It doesn't come as a surprise that he'll push her, but it's part of the training. Bela grits her teeth as she exerts herself, blocking Carver's swings.
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[ Bela sounds confident when she speaks, wanting to continue to do well with the training. It might take her a couple of tries, but he's been patient with her and it's something that she appreciates. ]
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First block.
[ He demonstrates. Overhand. ]
Second.
[ Lower, shielding the body. ]
Now I'll swing for you.
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Alright Carver. Come at me.
[ Still confident. ]
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The blocks he showed her minutes before are clear in her head and when he goes for the first attack, she uses the overhand block. The second blow, Bela shields herself. ]
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[ Carver grins at her. ]
Now we’ll do it again. Point is to get it reflexive.
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Bela is also slightly out of breath, though she is still smiling. The rush of adrenaline feels good. ]
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[ She's holding her ground, keeping pace. Not perfect, but then nobody is the first time. Carver grins. ]
Again.
[ And he swings for her. Still not full speed, but building up closer to it. ]
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He's getting faster, Bela notices. So she gives it her all to defend his attacks. ]
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Then she takes a breath. ]
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[ He twirls the baton, less to show off and more to keep his wrist loose. ]
You're doing well. Again.
[ And then he swings. ]
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[ She repeats, rolling her shoulders before he goes again. ]
Thanks.
[ The adrenaline is helping, but taking a breath during the blocking of his swings makes it easier. ]