Post by Feng "Fei" Yao on Nov 9, 2020 3:16:57 GMT -4
Feng’s days were rather bland despite all the things that were going on. The boredom was almost mind-numbing with how her routine goes. Training, Running, Classes, Relaxing….it all becomes a cycle after doing it enough times. She cant turn her mind off since the moment she was aware of her own boredom that she found herself wandering about various places. Pacing around in various places and just enjoying the beauty of existing on this planet. A rather somber feeling to have when walking around but it keeps the mind steady and calm as she walks about the training ground with not a care in the world.
The place where many students have fought and shed blood, sweat and tears in order to achieve a higher understanding of her quirk...was being used for a leisurely stroll. Her movements were relaxed yet each motion was controlled and precise. She dragged her feet but never too long to make it look like she was sulking around. Eyes wandered about the area yet she was aware of her surroundings. The epitome of all her training and working with heroes has kept her in this constant state of alertness.
However her demeanor and outward appearance did not convey that...at all. She hummed a tune to herself as she simply enjoyed the walk she was on that provided a proper change to her routine. Feeling the sun on her face and the cool breeze that followed was all she needed to continue walking. Her mind recalls the various battles and how far she had come from when she first came to UA: The first team battle lesson she experienced, her first taste of defeat, the biology trip, her internships, the battles in england, the riots….the prison break. It was all rather elaborate and crazy for her to think that all of this happened to her in the past three years but it had. The good times and the bad all started on a field like this...all of it shaped her.
She of course would take a moment to stop in the middle of the field as her gaze went to the clouds above. The wind was calming as her hair flowed in the wind.” A lovely day this has already been…”
, she mutters to herself as a yawn would leave her as she stretched her arms into the air. Not soul was on the field but as she relaxed her posture, so did her awareness. All it takes is one errant word to surprise her.
The place where many students have fought and shed blood, sweat and tears in order to achieve a higher understanding of her quirk...was being used for a leisurely stroll. Her movements were relaxed yet each motion was controlled and precise. She dragged her feet but never too long to make it look like she was sulking around. Eyes wandered about the area yet she was aware of her surroundings. The epitome of all her training and working with heroes has kept her in this constant state of alertness.
However her demeanor and outward appearance did not convey that...at all. She hummed a tune to herself as she simply enjoyed the walk she was on that provided a proper change to her routine. Feeling the sun on her face and the cool breeze that followed was all she needed to continue walking. Her mind recalls the various battles and how far she had come from when she first came to UA: The first team battle lesson she experienced, her first taste of defeat, the biology trip, her internships, the battles in england, the riots….the prison break. It was all rather elaborate and crazy for her to think that all of this happened to her in the past three years but it had. The good times and the bad all started on a field like this...all of it shaped her.
She of course would take a moment to stop in the middle of the field as her gaze went to the clouds above. The wind was calming as her hair flowed in the wind.” A lovely day this has already been…”
, she mutters to herself as a yawn would leave her as she stretched her arms into the air. Not soul was on the field but as she relaxed her posture, so did her awareness. All it takes is one errant word to surprise her.
