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[Action/Anywhere in the Garden] What is this off-day you speak off?

[Ronnae had attended all her classes, done all her assignments and then some, studied ahead for material that would be coming in the next couple of weeks and finished all the extra credit homework she had asked for.... She had taken on this load so she'd keep busy and wouldn't have to leave her dorm room... Which had been unusually quiet to be honest.

Now however, with lack of things to do, she found herself braving the Garden on a little personal tour. She might as well explore as much as she could while the halls weren't packed with people. You would find her anywhere and everywhere as she made her way through the areas that looked emptier, exploring as much as she could.]

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[A little giddy still, she can't help but giggle.]

You sort of remind me of my old teacher.

[Ronnae blinks a few times as a slight blush rises on her cheeks.]

Oh ah... I... I h-hope t-that's not a bad thing...

Well not so much now. [A little teasing. How could she resist? This girl had been acting like an old wise veteran up till that.] But he was very good and he taught me almost everything I know so far.

O-oh... ummm g-guess that's a good thing... now? Ah y-yeah, anyways ummm m-maybe we should find more things to go see y-you practice on.

Right!

[She hefts her gunblades back up, turns, and chaaaaaarges -- whoa, two of them!]

Don't let them flank you and focus on one.

[Ronnae stayed nearby and watched to see how she handled multiple opponents.]

I still haven't figured out their whippy attaclargh!

[One has darted forward to snap at her. She parries it with the flat of her blade, close to the hilt, but the balance on the blade is such that it knocks the entire thing backwards -- till the extended grip catches on her forearm, as it's intended to in just this sort of situation. She might have a bruise there, but nothing worse!]

[Then she shows her training by stepping forward with her left foot, around the attack, to deliver a swift cut to the grat.]

Keep your focus and thoughts on the fight and what's around you. You never know when something might jump to join in the fight, or an environmental hazard... Those can prove very nasty.

[That might not have been the best advice, because Maria attempts to apply it by glancing over her shoulder and promptly gets knocked on her ass by a grat charging forward to bull her over.]

[Ronnae stays her hand, situational awareness is too necessary in combat to overlook. She'll need to learn on how to focus on multiple targets at once.]

Don't lose sight of your targets either, use your peripheral vision, mind your surroundings and never let up the attack unless you have to.

Kinda hard right now!

[The second grat lashes out at her but she throws her arms up, rolls out of the way, then (actually pretty impressively) turns the motion into a somersault, and from there back to her feet.]

[But to judge by the rumbling ground, their battle has attracted other attention.]

Keep your eyes peeled, you might be getting more company than you thought.

[And just in case it proved too much company, Ronnae placed her hands on the handles of her twin swords, ready to unsheathe and join the fight.]

[Bursting through the artificial treeline, a T-Rexaur lifts its head and roars menacingly at the assembled crowd.]

[Maria just stares up at it.]

Okay! Officially reconsidering my policy on retreating now!

[Ronnae smiled, she'd seen enough of these baddies ever since her first time coming to the Training Center. They really made for good target practice, but then again, she'd been to wars and handled creatures that could have occupied half of the Garden.

Sometimes she wondered what crazy creature was threatening her homeworld at the moment... while she was stuck in a new world, doing her best to assist them in what she could, in hopes of going back to good old crazy Azeroth.

With a grin, she suddenly unsheathed her twin swords and in a blind rush, charged the creature in a stunning bull rush. Once she was in range, she charged up in a mortal strike, aimed at it's softer underside. In the momentum, she spun to it's side with a whirlwind attack, making use of her two weapons to deal massive damage to it's sides and haunches. Before retreating to a safe distance, she delivered a devastating raging blow to it's back, kicking off of it and flipping back into a safe distance away, landing perfectly with a satisfied grin on her face.

This might not be actual combat for her... but the adrenaline she felt when the blood ran, and the rage built up was too exhilarating to pass on.]

[The T-Rexaur collapses in a roar of pain, and once its twitching stops, the battlefield is silent. Both Maria and the grats had stopped their brawl to watch that awesome display of carnage.]

[A moment later, the grats run like hell. Maria, meanwhile, continues to stare.]

[Ronnae turns to Maria with a smile, but once she sees her staring she walks over and tilts her head a little to check up on her.]

Are you alright? You didn't get hurt did you?

THAT WAS AMAZING!

[Ronnae blinked a few times before she felt the blush creep up her face turning it a pleasant shade of red.]

W-what was?

That whole everything!

[She pointed at the T-Rexuar with one of her blades.]

You just kicked the crap out of it!

[Ronnae kept blushing incredibly. The color and warmth now reaching the tips of her long ears.]

Oh ah... Y-you should see the s-stuff I used to fight back home...

[She REALLY detested boasting... but for once, getting praised? Wasn't all too bad... Not that she wanted it mind you... she was just doing what she'd been trained to do in her world since she was young.]

Why am I fighting these things!? I'll learn more just watching you and taking notes!

Oh! N-no it's fine really. I... I'm sure you'll d-do fine! N-nothing better t-than practice right?!

[Putting her on the spot! One of her many weaknesses!]

Can you do all that again, but slower, so I can watch?

[Not getting out of it this easy!]

W-what? Like... my fighting style?

[She asked timidly, looking down embarrassed.]

Yes! It actually looks a lot like mine. Or, well. How I want mine to look someday. Once I get better with these and understand the trigger and recoil systems better. I don't think I could do all that just on my own!

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