Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20150722214421/@comment-7838080-20150826220652

Esfir sighed looked down at the floor, not knowing what to really say about changing her fighting style. The training her father gave her was so ingrained into her, the snow haired girl didn't feel that she could change her fighting style practically overnight. Still...if it could help...then she was willing to try anything.

"Its going to be hard change after twelve years of military like training," she said, "That way is all I have known...I was never allowed to be a child. To him, I was just another soldier."

Esfir clenched a fist, "So to try and change all that overnight...I'll need all the help I can get..."