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sizhui | wen yuan ([personal profile] wenyuan) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2021-05-02 12:42 am

[open] training day!

Who: Wen Sizhui and open to all
Where: Coach I - Training Gym
When: Month Llama, Day 2
What: Wen Sizhui is training in the gym and is open for a friendly spar or match.
Warnings: Will add as needed



His explorations had taken him all over the train, learning about each and every coach that weren't sleepers and seeing how they could be utilized for activity when he's not busy doing chores. Wen Sizhui had been happy when he discovered the Training Gym and had decided that he would take at least a few days to train there to make sure his skills remain sharp.

It's early, or he assumes it's early from how his body feels, when he makes his way to the Coach and sets down his rucksack. He roots around the cupboard until he finds the hand held pads and training dummies. He smiles as he runs his fingers over them; how sophisticated! Far more sturdy than the straw dummies he'd practiced with when he was just first learning and softer than the wooden dummies he'd trained with as he got older.

With no way of tying his hair back, Wen Sizhui carefully takes the string out of his purple hoodie and pulls half of his hair back neatly and ties it off so that it stays out of his face. He sets his rucksack down in the corner and pulls out his qiankun pouch before pulling his sword out of that. The familiar weight of the blade feels good in his hands and he smiles, glad that he's able to keep his sword with him on this journey.

He rolls his shoulders and goes through the warm ups before facing off the dummy he set down, swinging his sword until he is at the ready. The disciple had already been training with the dummy for a few hours when he hears the door slide open. He pauses and wipes the sweat from his brow, turning toward the visitor with a smile.

deferences: dns (♪ confident)

[personal profile] deferences 2021-06-10 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
“Good.” Because while he likes that they're allowed this, having a senior nearby to help if things get rough is convenient. Sizhui thoughtfully taps his chin, grinning despite himself, fully aware he needn't ask yet doing so anyway, “If it's Ouyang Zizhen you speak of then yes!” Thank goodness, the quartet (sort of) still exists.