[ Today, Aerith is loudly cheering on her rabbit-Pidgey hybrid as the Pokémon (?) does a few hops around her feet. The creature seems sort of interested in learning how to battle, but it also seems like it just wants to play, and before long, the brunette is crouching down and giving it scritches, conceding defeat. ]
Okay, okay... Just a little break, though, alright? [ Mireille seems to get a bit more of a lapse in training than Aerith intended, though, as the young woman herself takes up a workout of her own. With her silver rod in hand, she spends some time practicing with it, now unable to use materia and fully reliant upon the weapon's abilities (or, more accurately, her own abilities with the weapon). There are a number of enthused and focused grunts and cries, and eventually she takes a break to catch her breath, sitting down against the wall and with the Pidgey-hybrid at her side. ]
Phew! I miss being able to use magic... [ Aerith heaves a sigh, undoing her braid and redoing it as she rests. ] You're lucky you don't really have to worry about monsters, Mireille. You should see some of what we have to deal with back home!
[ The little creature cocks its head, perhaps understanding, and perhaps not. After the respite, Aerith gets back to her feet to begin practice again, stopping in mid-twirl of the rod only to eye her companion suspiciously. ]
Hey, don't think I've forgotten about your training! Once I'm all done, we're gonna jump right back into it!
[ Mireille makes a sound that could either be staunch denial or affirmation... ]
❀ aoba shibumenosaki underground academy (gym)
[ Today, Aerith is loudly cheering on her rabbit-Pidgey hybrid as the Pokémon (?) does a few hops around her feet. The creature seems sort of interested in learning how to battle, but it also seems like it just wants to play, and before long, the brunette is crouching down and giving it scritches, conceding defeat. ]
Okay, okay... Just a little break, though, alright? [ Mireille seems to get a bit more of a lapse in training than Aerith intended, though, as the young woman herself takes up a workout of her own. With her silver rod in hand, she spends some time practicing with it, now unable to use materia and fully reliant upon the weapon's abilities (or, more accurately, her own abilities with the weapon). There are a number of enthused and focused grunts and cries, and eventually she takes a break to catch her breath, sitting down against the wall and with the Pidgey-hybrid at her side. ]
Phew! I miss being able to use magic... [ Aerith heaves a sigh, undoing her braid and redoing it as she rests. ] You're lucky you don't really have to worry about monsters, Mireille. You should see some of what we have to deal with back home!
[ The little creature cocks its head, perhaps understanding, and perhaps not. After the respite, Aerith gets back to her feet to begin practice again, stopping in mid-twirl of the rod only to eye her companion suspiciously. ]
Hey, don't think I've forgotten about your training! Once I'm all done, we're gonna jump right back into it!
[ Mireille makes a sound that could either be staunch denial or affirmation... ]