002 [Action/Accidental Voice]
[Zoro spends some time today roaming around Luceti trying to find the barracks (again), so feel free to notice him passing you in town-it's entirely possible he goes by you more than once, even if you've remained stationary >_>-but when he eventually wanders out onto this nice open plain by the river...eh. Good enough. There's space to let loose, and that's what he's looking for right now.
...As evidenced by the long gouges scarring the ground in all directions around the swordsman. His journal is tossed carelessly...somewhere around :|a, and naturally all the wind disturbance caused by his three swords has it flying open at some point, so you may hear the air ripping and see dirt flying and pages flapping, and maybe even glimpse Zoro moving past, if you're paying attention.
He'll be flowing through katas, tearing up the terrain with the unleashed force of his strikes-and not for the first time noting, with dissatisfaction, that they don't carry as far as they normally should. He'll stop at some midpoint and stay poised perfectly still, focus thrumming along the black blade extended in his left hand. After long, silent moments his eyes narrow, then flicker with annoyed distraction, and he growls at no one around the hilt of Wadou Ichimonji.]
Shut. Up. I'm not trying to hear you. Go bother someone else.
[A deliberate, listening pause, aaaand then it's back to business as usual. :|b]
...As evidenced by the long gouges scarring the ground in all directions around the swordsman. His journal is tossed carelessly...somewhere around :|a, and naturally all the wind disturbance caused by his three swords has it flying open at some point, so you may hear the air ripping and see dirt flying and pages flapping, and maybe even glimpse Zoro moving past, if you're paying attention.
He'll be flowing through katas, tearing up the terrain with the unleashed force of his strikes-and not for the first time noting, with dissatisfaction, that they don't carry as far as they normally should. He'll stop at some midpoint and stay poised perfectly still, focus thrumming along the black blade extended in his left hand. After long, silent moments his eyes narrow, then flicker with annoyed distraction, and he growls at no one around the hilt of Wadou Ichimonji.]
Shut. Up. I'm not trying to hear you. Go bother someone else.
[A deliberate, listening pause, aaaand then it's back to business as usual. :|b]