Mikael was so bored, he had been bored for such a long time now. Nothing ever happened around him, not that he wanted things to happen but he really hated to be bored. He hated his own life because he refused to die away from everything, he hated the fact that he could not have any friends because he was going to outlive them all and still be as young as he was now. He had seen it happen before many times in the past....but no more! He was not going to get close to anyone at all and if the only way for him to do so was to become hated by all others then he was going to do it.
Mikael had found this part of the school pretty quickly, the part that never was used and few ever got here so it was perfect for him to go when he wanted to be away from everything and just think. Right now he was standing in an old empty classroom with his eyes closed, he was taking slow deep breathes and was holding a sword in his left hand. He made a slahing move though the air followed by a serie of cuts and stabbes. To train with the blade or his hand and feet made him relax, a good way for him to forget about his hate towards himself. To just live for the moment so to speak. But then again it was not the same if one did not have anyone to train with. Mikael stopped with what he was doing and sighed slightly before he walked over to the desk in front of the classroom and placed the sharp blade on the surface.
((This most likely sucked much but hey.....It is better then a few others I have done in the past. :P ))
Mikael had found this part of the school pretty quickly, the part that never was used and few ever got here so it was perfect for him to go when he wanted to be away from everything and just think. Right now he was standing in an old empty classroom with his eyes closed, he was taking slow deep breathes and was holding a sword in his left hand. He made a slahing move though the air followed by a serie of cuts and stabbes. To train with the blade or his hand and feet made him relax, a good way for him to forget about his hate towards himself. To just live for the moment so to speak. But then again it was not the same if one did not have anyone to train with. Mikael stopped with what he was doing and sighed slightly before he walked over to the desk in front of the classroom and placed the sharp blade on the surface.
((This most likely sucked much but hey.....It is better then a few others I have done in the past. :P ))