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Only Way is Up. [open, bendytimed before Tapestry]
( OOC: As well as a couple days after this log. )
After the failed attempt with Xtreme, at least in her eyes, Hoshi wondered what could be wrong with her unable to sustain the henshin for as long as she could with the other forms. Although, on one of the days where she busied herself around Stacy, she came upon the answer. Of course it had to be that! Her endurance and stamina waned because she went without a good beyblade match in months.
Sure, she trained during the mornings as well as a little bit at night, but without some good old fashioned beyblading, which was high intensity and fast paced all on its' own, she wouldn't be in her tip top shape that she normally would be.
And so, that's what led her to the Sensoriums once more. It wouldn't have the same effect as it would back home, but she would try her best to replicate it.
The walls dissipated for an arena, just like the one she found here on Stacy, but instead of just one opponent, she was up against three beybladers. Then, with a swift movement, she grabbed both her beyblade out of its' pouch and her launcher, setting the two of them up. She stood with her beyblade with the tip pointed up to the ceiling, her legs spread out. After a three second countdown, all of the beybladers released their respective beyblades into the dish, ready to give it their all.
"You can do it, Seraphiel! Show them what for!" she called out, ready to get her game backto where it was normally.
Care to watch or ask what she's doing?
After the failed attempt with Xtreme, at least in her eyes, Hoshi wondered what could be wrong with her unable to sustain the henshin for as long as she could with the other forms. Although, on one of the days where she busied herself around Stacy, she came upon the answer. Of course it had to be that! Her endurance and stamina waned because she went without a good beyblade match in months.
Sure, she trained during the mornings as well as a little bit at night, but without some good old fashioned beyblading, which was high intensity and fast paced all on its' own, she wouldn't be in her tip top shape that she normally would be.
And so, that's what led her to the Sensoriums once more. It wouldn't have the same effect as it would back home, but she would try her best to replicate it.
The walls dissipated for an arena, just like the one she found here on Stacy, but instead of just one opponent, she was up against three beybladers. Then, with a swift movement, she grabbed both her beyblade out of its' pouch and her launcher, setting the two of them up. She stood with her beyblade with the tip pointed up to the ceiling, her legs spread out. After a three second countdown, all of the beybladers released their respective beyblades into the dish, ready to give it their all.
"You can do it, Seraphiel! Show them what for!" she called out, ready to get her game backto where it was normally.
Care to watch or ask what she's doing?
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He was highly tempted to run a search for it.
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And, hey, if he wanted to run a search for it, by all means.
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He was admittedly going to try it out before reading about it. Just as a change of pace.
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"Want me to get the skin off of it for you, or do you wanna do that yourself?"
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Curling it around, he continued to peel until he had a nicely peeled dekopon, split into slices to boot.
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"Let's eat!" she said, taking one of the slices and eating it while having a smile on her face.
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"We can do whatever you want now. I'm not too picky."
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