Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24572299-20140224002637

Loud thumps echoed throughout the Beacon training facilities. A lone figure had come when there weren't that many people around to get in her training. Precise vicious strikes drilled into the punching bag one after another. Aurea panted lightly as she continued her vigorous workout. A right hook, low kick, palm strike, flying knee. Various combinations flowed together with fluidity that came from rigorous practice. She was absorbed in her workout and as such we not notice anyone coming in. All that mattered was improving, trying to live up to the name of her chosen profession and her fellow students who made for a tough act to follow. You know what they say. 'Practice, practice, practice.' 