1 on 1 Fight (Estelle's going to be mad at me when she sees this :D)

Andrew sat on a bench with his shirt off. It didn't really help any to keep it on and more often than not it just stuck to his skin due to the sweat. Which was very uncomfortable after hours upon hours. He put his swords' sheathes on his back and kept his dagger sheathe on his arm. The weight was starting to give him some serious muscle.

The sand bag was his next work out, so he took his gloves off and threw them to the side. He quickly sent a left hook to the bag and a right kick to warm up a little. The skin on his knuckles use to scrape the bag and make him bleed for ungodly hours but now it seemed they were as tough as nails. He continued hitting the bag and looked up at the sky it seemed to be getting dark. What time is it?

((I dunno... xD Huh I'll join))


Estelle stepped into the arena. She'd been practicing for hours and hours for the last few weeks, until her knees turned to jelly and she was too tired to flick a finger. Now, she was in full condition, and she started hacking those dummies. Violent, even for her standards.

Lily limped into the arena, a white ankle brace showing on her left ankle.
She wasn't gping to be able to do anythin much today. But it was too nice of a day to spend inside the cabin doing nothing but lying around. So she had dragged her leg over to the infirmary,and,against the medic's wishes, grabbed a brace. It helped her at least limp.

Perhaps watching the ones with a normal foot would be more interesting she thought as she stepped in. Leaning on the frame of the door, she looked up. Estelle-and was that Andrew shirtless?
“Hey guys,” she said, and limped over to a bench nearby.

((Why is it that I am always devising ways to hurt. Lily?))

Andrew looked over his shoulder and saw Lily in a brace. "What happened with that? Lava wall?" He'd seen some kids take a few nasty falls on there not really a fun thing. He looked at Estelle and waved a greeting at her.

"Hey throw me that water bottle please."

((Maybe it's the mood your in? When I'm sad I sometimes kill off my characters which then improves my mood. O.o Don't judge we all yacr our own ways of getting over depression!))

“Not exactly......”Lily said as she looked around for the spcified water bottle.
Finding it, she lightly threw it at Andrew with a smile.
“I think it's from that leg wound in the battle,”she said. That was her theory. The others didn't really have one.

((Maybe that's it. Lily is like a reflection of me, although she is better than me in many aspects.))

Estelle momentarily stopped destroying dummies for a smile and a wave. 'Hey,' she called to both Lily and Andrew. 'Don't worry, Lil, Andrew'll protect you,' she grinned, taking a sip from her own bottle. 'Hey, wanna spar?'