Post by SUPERIA IGNISA REGALAS on Feb 25, 2017 6:41:25 GMT
Superia judged the weight of her own hammer. She did not have any real name for it although she did like it. For her strength, despite her frame, she could easily lift it up. She kept looking it over while positioning her hands on varying places so she could get a better feel of it. She wanted to make sure she could get the best grip possible. Her gloves allowed her to easily keep hold since she did not like physically exerting herself through sweat and exercise like some others. She positioned her feet apart while moving the hammer around, not swinging just getting a good idea on the barring she wanted to incorporate into a fine stance. She had read a book in hammer usage during dating back a thousand years in Europe as well China and Japan. Those books would help her in understanding how she could better position herself however Superia really wanted to get her own stance down. She bent her knees inward and outwards some, adjusting her ankles and hips tightening varying portions of her body but nothing really seemed to feel right. Despite trying everything felt uncomfortable to the poor young lovely and petite lass.
Taking a bit of the pocky stick in her mouth, Superia shifted her weight some more then swung downwards. Pulling back she readjusted herself then swung from left to right in a sweep, low then went high. Using gravity was good but going against difficult. If Superia used the spirit burst function of her weapon then she could more easily do things she had planned days ago but for now she needed to focus mainly on not doing that. Left down right up, similar to a sword but focused on the hammer head while utilizing her right hand to slid down the shaft and use gravity and the weight of her hammer to her advantage. Superia then moved her ankles and knees, loosening and tightening where she saw fit to get a better and more comfortable position. After several rounds of practice swinging Superia finally got her own stance down. This mostly involved letting the hammer rest at right side with right hand on hammer, despite being useful with both hands it is what some could call her stronger hand. Superia then started swaying her hips some then getting a better grasp of her posture in the slightest of movements.
She wanted to make sure things were well tuned for her own body size. The hammer’s weight and size had been altered several times throughout the years but now Superia really needed to stop trying to make excuses and just get it down for a chance. She took in and out steady breaths. Raising the hammer Superia twerlled it around some like a baton then slammed down. Letting go of her left hand she then pulled back as though ripping like a saw blade with the hammer. Superia used her fingers to twearl the polearm but it bashed her in the side of her head. Thankfully her Blut Vene stopped her from feeling any pain, only knocking her head left with the blow.
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Taking a bit of the pocky stick in her mouth, Superia shifted her weight some more then swung downwards. Pulling back she readjusted herself then swung from left to right in a sweep, low then went high. Using gravity was good but going against difficult. If Superia used the spirit burst function of her weapon then she could more easily do things she had planned days ago but for now she needed to focus mainly on not doing that. Left down right up, similar to a sword but focused on the hammer head while utilizing her right hand to slid down the shaft and use gravity and the weight of her hammer to her advantage. Superia then moved her ankles and knees, loosening and tightening where she saw fit to get a better and more comfortable position. After several rounds of practice swinging Superia finally got her own stance down. This mostly involved letting the hammer rest at right side with right hand on hammer, despite being useful with both hands it is what some could call her stronger hand. Superia then started swaying her hips some then getting a better grasp of her posture in the slightest of movements.
She wanted to make sure things were well tuned for her own body size. The hammer’s weight and size had been altered several times throughout the years but now Superia really needed to stop trying to make excuses and just get it down for a chance. She took in and out steady breaths. Raising the hammer Superia twerlled it around some like a baton then slammed down. Letting go of her left hand she then pulled back as though ripping like a saw blade with the hammer. Superia used her fingers to twearl the polearm but it bashed her in the side of her head. Thankfully her Blut Vene stopped her from feeling any pain, only knocking her head left with the blow.
