Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140521023836/@comment-7489529-20140522034130

Standing up and rolling his shoulders, Daniel assumed the Chūdan position, a basic one with his sword held in front of him. Settling into hus routine, Daniel began his daily practice. Raising the shinai over his head to the point where the blade was parallel to his back, he swung multiple times, each time, stopping the blade on a specific point in the air. He rotated his upper body, striking invisible targets in his mind, until his shinai was moving quickly and fluidly. Suddenly, the handle of the shinai started to vibrate. He could feel that same pulling on his soul that he did during orientation, when Kūkan showed his blade. For a moment, the blade almost seemed to move of its' own accord, the tip pointing towards a secluded area of the school grounds. Gripping the Shinai tightly, Daniel managed to regain control of it. He sat in the grass, and stared at the blade, specifically, at the symbols near the hilt.

"Just.... What was that?"

He wondered out loud, in english. As he sat thinking for a while, he could have sworn he could hear a voice in the back of his head.

''....Come on! Over there, something's happening....''

Shaking his head and dispelling the voice, he stood up and resumed training. He wanted to join the school Kendo club as soon as possible, and that meant keeping in shape.