Anonymous
Jul 28, 2010 16:02:37 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2010 16:02:37 GMT -6
Henshin was sat cross-legged at the foot of a mountain with his eyes closed. To the glancing eye it would appear that the young man was meditating, but his hands were placed firmly on the ground palm down, as if he was sensing the very earth he was sat upon. In truth, what he was doing was very similar to meditation but not exactly the same. The wanderer was emptying his mind of all his troubles and worries, cleaning his thoughts in preparation for the application of his art instead of seeking spiritual enlightenment.
Next to him, placed side by side very neatly, were his sandals. These days, due to Fire Nation ruling, Earthbending was outlawed. Walking around barefoot, while preferable for Earthbenders and to Henshin especially (he liked the sensation of the ground beneath his feet), made it quite obvious that they were trying to keep in contact with the earth which was a dead give-away. Right now however it barely seemed suspicious, mearly odd.
Breathing in deeply, Henshin opened his eyes and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small black pad of paper and a pencil. Staring at the blank slip of writing paper with his dull green eyes, the traveller rubbed his chin feeling the slight stubble that was forming on his jawline. Changing the angle of his gaze, Henshin surveyed the area where he had chosen to sit. The area he was currently sitting on, while close to the floor, was still high enough on the mountain that it was rather rocky but Henshin had travelled such terrain before and was confident that he would be able to keep his footing.
Returning to his pad, Henshin's pencil hovered for a moment before being placed lightly on the paper, still not moving. For some reason, the young wanderer could not seem to bring himself to write any haiku. Something was nagging at his mind. Placing the items back in his pocket, Henshin awaited whatever was coming to arrive. After all, waiting was what he did.
Anonymous
Aug 2, 2010 8:28:51 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2010 8:28:51 GMT -6
Henshin watched in silence at the woman from under the brim of his conical Earth Kingdom hat as she approached. She seemed a little uncomfortable, glancing at the ground and at his feet. Well, she either figured he could Earthbend or thought he was an odd young man. Either way, the wanderer's eyes were drawn to the hilt of a weapon he could see over her left shoulder. An armed stranger, walking towards him with a weapon that was rather large judging from the hilt's length. The young man waited to see what events would unfurl.
When she finally reached talking distanced, Henshin continued to look down on her from his seated position among the rocks. Now that she was closer, the young traveller realised she was about twice his age. She would be far more experienced in the world than himself and most likely more skilled with her weapon than he was with his. She made for a very intimidating presence, but as she spoke her awkward greeting this impression faded somewhat. She was obviously not comfortable around people, something the Henshin could relate too.
After a brief pause, during which he continued to stare unblinkingly at her, he finally replied. "Hello, ma'am", Henshin said in his slow, careful manner. Uncrossing his legs and getting to his feet (all without looking away), the young man dusted down his worn, simple clothes and pulled back his hat slightly to see his companion better, revealing the crescent shaped scar that ran along his temple and under his eye. The hot day was causing him to perspire a little bit but he had worked outside in such heat his entire life and he was not bothered by it, although the heat radiating from the rocks beneath him was intense. The woman was perhaps a little taller than him and just as stocky. Her sleeveless kimono showed off her strong arms and she wore sandals similar his own.
The pause from his greeting extended further as Henshin mulled over what exactly to say to the sword wielding woman. Pausing a moment longer he began to speak again in his slow, calm voice. "Since you are so heavily armed, I am guessing you want something from me", he announced, slipping his forearms into the length of his baggy sleeves in his usual manner. The long sleeves hid the two butterfly swords his had strapped to his biceps and he gently clasped their handles in case the woman decided to attack suddenly. The young wanderer carried on.
"I should tell you that if you are here to try and coerce me or to threaten me into doing something I disagree with, I will not do as you ask. As such, you should go ahead resort to any violent Plan B you may have had in mind. I also feel obliged to inform you that if your intent is to harm my person, I will defend myself to my full capability". Another paused followed as he thought about the last part before he continued. "However, judging from the weapons you are carrying you may have already been aware that I would defend myself, so I apologise for wasting your time with that last part of my rhetoric".
Standing completely still, Henshin's dull green eyes were still staring at the woman. "Now that you know the situation fully, I shall await for you to decide upon your course of action". Upon saying that, the young man bowed to her and waited patiently for her reaction.
Anonymous
Aug 19, 2010 8:49:30 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2010 8:49:30 GMT -6
Henshin watched unblinkingly as the stranger explained her intentions as the sun continued beating down upon them. So, she wished to spar to practise her skills? An admirable enough goal, nobody should allow themselves to become 'rusty', as she put it. The traveller continued his silence observation when she took some drink and placed her pack on the ground, telling him of its contents.
There was another large pause where Henshin did nothing, mulling over the stranger's request. Taking several deep breaths, the young man could almost smell the heat that made the air waver in some parts of the rocky area.Finally, he gave his answer.
"Very well", said Henshin in his slow voice, bowing once more. "Please give me a moment". The young wanderer turned and removed his hat revealing dirty brown hair brushed back over his scalp. Kneeling, Henshin placed his hat on the ground beside him and put his hand flat onto the rock. It seemed to pulse with the heat it had absorbed from the blazing sun like a heart beat, almost burning his palm.
Henshin made a grasping motion with his hand and the rock yielded to him, letting him pull a clump of it up. Tightening his fist, the rock pieces in his clasped hand became powder and he raised it to his forehead, placing his other hand underneath it as if in prayer. He muttered something under his breath before standing once more and turning to the stranger, his eyes closed. The young man let go, the dust falling almost straight down to the ground since the breeze was virtually none existent.
This was a ritual that Henshin often performed when he set out on a path or began a fight, if time allowed it. Something that his Uncle Shing taught him, a way of showing respect to the earth. With it finished, the stocky wanderer brushed down his hands and returned his hat to his head. Jumping down to the same level as his opponent, Henshin got ready like he was taught, getting into a strong rooted stance with his arms close to his body and fists pointed at the stranger. It was a stance that most Earthbenders took, but Henshin used it as an unarmed combat form as well.
"Thank you for your patience. I am ready to start, when you are", Henshin called. With his current clothes on, he knew that it would only be a matter of time before he would have to remove his coat, but he wanted to wait a little longer while he gauged the strength of his opponent.
Anonymous
Nov 6, 2010 6:17:04 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2010 6:17:04 GMT -6
Henshin was never much of a people person, and as a result he found it rather difficult to read expressions or body language. It had given his Uncle Shing much amusement to see him taking things the villagers told him at face value, often laughing considerably when they told an obvious lie and he swallowed it without consideration. However, the look on the so named Akki's face was easy for even him to read. Disdain? Disapproval? Perhaps even contempt? Maybe it was not as simple to read as he had thought...
The young earthbender said nothing to fill the growing gap of silence, watching the woman observe his stance and clothing in a calculating manner. It was not in his nature to make the first move in a fight, it was not how he had been taught. But it appeared that Akki followed a similar teaching. Either that, or he had said or done something to upset her somehow. What he could have done the wanderer could not even begin to fathom. He had been often told that he was far too blunt and straight to the point for most people. Was this the case here as well maybe?
It was at this stage that his sparring opponent drew her weapon from it's place on her back, muscles visibly contracting as the item came free. As Henshin had guessed, it was a gigantic sword of ridiculous proportions. How she would be able to use such a thing in battle was beyond him, but it was a reasonable guess that she had received extensive training to allow her to do so. The young man could imagine the weight of such a blade would break the backs of most men, yet Akki wielded it as if it weighed nothing at all. Henshin's blank face, seeing this display of strength, gave the greatest show of emotion it had worn since this meeting had began.
He blinked. As impressive as the blink was, doubtless it would not convey the sense of respect or fear the woman would expect for such a great show of upper body strength.
After resting the massive weapon across her shoulders, Akki seemed to be waiting for something. Not moving from his stance (which he had kept steady throughout) Henshin thought about something to say to query what it was she was waiting for. A couple of minutes later, he eventually opted for "Is there something amiss, ma'am?" His slow voice crawled over the words and his eyes remained fixed upon his sparring partner, the sun slowly making it's way through the sky.