Post by Will Wright on Sept 5, 2007 16:06:18 GMT
So here she was. Last exam of the term. Thank God.
"Will Wright?!" Proffessor Guildwars voice rang through the hall.
Will stepped forward and into the road of her proffessor.
"Ja?" she said yes in german.
"Let's see how good your skills are. I'm going to send a series of clay pigeons torwards you and I want you to use your powers and defend yourself." Proffessor Guildwars explained.
"Ok," Will said simply.
"Good, now step up to the red line if you please?" Will did as she was told. "Release the pigeons!" Prof. Guildwars voice called and clay targets started flying out of now where. Will doged, kartwheeled, tumbled, ducked and side stepped them all and blew them up, threw fire at them or used her psychokinisis to make them crash into one another.
"Very good, now I want you to go up against another student a year above you and I want to see you using your powers tactifally."
"Right," Will was clinging onto every word she was saying. She was getting rather nervous. At this point she wish she was the head of Warriors or maybe the Spies. No wait. Actually I'm glad I'm head of Carers. At least I can heal myself if I get hurt. She thought to herelf as she stepped into the arena. A guy from the year above her was already in. He looked really well versed in his powers.
"Hi," she said quietly.
"Hey, I won't be going easy on you now!" he smiled back at her.
"I wasn't expecting you too, besides it just makes it all the more fun!" she smiled back.
"You may begin," a bell rang.
"Here in the darkness I know myself," Will repeated the lyric which surprisingly seemed to be calming her nerves.
"So what's your name?"
"Nice try, what's yours?" She wasn't going to get distracted by a question like that. He'd have to try harder, a lot harder.
"Enought with the small talk, hiot me with your best shot!" he spat.
"Ooh, hit a nerve did I," Will taunted.
"What you just asked me what my ahh," he was swept of his feet within a matter of seconds.
"You shouldn't get distracted by talking you know," Will siled smugly at him.
The fight began. Kicks, punches and all sorts of combinations off attacks started, but all were met with well with wither good blocks or well versed counter attacks. Will changed half through to take the offense while he change to defense.
In the end Will won and he lost.
"Well done," Will stuck out her black and blue hand.
"Thanks, you too," the guy stuck out his left hand while he kept his right one over his bleeding nose.
"Will Wright?!" Proffessor Guildwars voice rang through the hall.
Will stepped forward and into the road of her proffessor.
"Ja?" she said yes in german.
"Let's see how good your skills are. I'm going to send a series of clay pigeons torwards you and I want you to use your powers and defend yourself." Proffessor Guildwars explained.
"Ok," Will said simply.
"Good, now step up to the red line if you please?" Will did as she was told. "Release the pigeons!" Prof. Guildwars voice called and clay targets started flying out of now where. Will doged, kartwheeled, tumbled, ducked and side stepped them all and blew them up, threw fire at them or used her psychokinisis to make them crash into one another.
"Very good, now I want you to go up against another student a year above you and I want to see you using your powers tactifally."
"Right," Will was clinging onto every word she was saying. She was getting rather nervous. At this point she wish she was the head of Warriors or maybe the Spies. No wait. Actually I'm glad I'm head of Carers. At least I can heal myself if I get hurt. She thought to herelf as she stepped into the arena. A guy from the year above her was already in. He looked really well versed in his powers.
"Hi," she said quietly.
"Hey, I won't be going easy on you now!" he smiled back at her.
"I wasn't expecting you too, besides it just makes it all the more fun!" she smiled back.
"You may begin," a bell rang.
"Here in the darkness I know myself," Will repeated the lyric which surprisingly seemed to be calming her nerves.
"So what's your name?"
"Nice try, what's yours?" She wasn't going to get distracted by a question like that. He'd have to try harder, a lot harder.
"Enought with the small talk, hiot me with your best shot!" he spat.
"Ooh, hit a nerve did I," Will taunted.
"What you just asked me what my ahh," he was swept of his feet within a matter of seconds.
"You shouldn't get distracted by talking you know," Will siled smugly at him.
The fight began. Kicks, punches and all sorts of combinations off attacks started, but all were met with well with wither good blocks or well versed counter attacks. Will changed half through to take the offense while he change to defense.
In the end Will won and he lost.
"Well done," Will stuck out her black and blue hand.
"Thanks, you too," the guy stuck out his left hand while he kept his right one over his bleeding nose.
