-Baiken shrugged, stepping up into the practice area and approaching the dummy. She rolled her neck before planting a foot behind her, sliding into a low stance, and letting her hand rest on the tsuba of her sword.
A moment passed, almost as if she was intentionally building tension, but more that she wanted to make completely sure the space around her was clear, until she drew her sword in a flash. One could blink and miss the two cuts she'd levied against the dummy, but it was definitely enough to leave two noticeable gashes. One in the throat, and one across its chest.-
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A moment passed, almost as if she was intentionally building tension, but more that she wanted to make completely sure the space around her was clear, until she drew her sword in a flash. One could blink and miss the two cuts she'd levied against the dummy, but it was definitely enough to leave two noticeable gashes. One in the throat, and one across its chest.-