Well, I lost that spar, but it wasn't that bad. I sustained minor injuries. It just shows that I need a lot more practice than I thought I did, but at the same time I had a lot of fun.
The arena was perfect, really. I couldn't have asked for a better place. The man I fought with, his name was Blight, and I suppose it had to do with the smell I caught near the end of our match. He said people called him Light, and he lived up to his name in doing so.
He impressively shot a laser through my hand, and even managed to blind me until I took over and remained blind. I enjoyed his attacks, they were beautiful and mastered.
I want to work on controlling my Psychokinesis. I also need to work on shutting out other people's thoughts--it's overwhelming at times.
I can tell something big is going to happen, soon. I sent Jesta' away to investigate quietly for me. I hope I am wrong, but I also hope I am right. I want to be there when it happens. I want to make sure no one gets hurt in the process. The trees speak of darkness within people stirring.
It'll be an interesting time to come.
 Aizen Teresaga · Mon Sep 22, 2008 @ 01:28pm · 0 Comments |
