by Christian 10/23/2013, 9:29 pm
Aang strode into the arena, twirling his staff in between his fingers. He took a quick glance around the room, hesitating to drop his staff. He had just recently been attacked by some crazy camper, who almost took his life. He was still shaking from the intensity; and from pure fear. Not many people were there; a good 3 or 4, maybe. No one seemed like a good opponent, however, so Aang continued to twirl his staff. Eyeing a pile of dummies, Aang shrugged stiffly, standing a dummy up. He pressed the little button on the side of his staff, revealing a small tip of celestial bronze. It was barely visible, but still very sharp and deadly. A jab quickly hit the left side of the dummy. Aang flipped his body over, proceeding to kick the inanimate object in the face. He pulled back on the staff, swinging the butt of it towards the dummy's stomach. He then kicked off of the dummy's chest, landing gracefully on his feet after succeeding an attempt at a backflip. The dummy fell to the ground, a pile of straw piling up in it's place. Aang slowly smirked to himself, satisfied.
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