Thread: Professor Braeden's Classes Thread

NameZoe Alexander full name and nickname, if your character has one HouseYearunsorted1st Blood TypeFull WandRosewood, 8 12 inch, uniform hair BroomNone if you have one on hand AttireGeneric uniform for Hogwarts LocationGreat Hall TravelNA TaggingAnyone, classmates, watches match Zoe noticed the new kid walk into the room, and rubbed her chin as she smiled politely. She noticed her fellow student wasn't so much in the mode for small talk with her, as she was cut of out the conversation the moment the older studented started talking. She shrugged as she had noticed the golden boy had walked up the stage to spar with the teacher. She found a nice vantage point to observe the sparing match. She knew a good bit about self defense, but that cause her curiousity to peak, as she wanted to see the style of fighting that both the teacher and the student would use. She wasn't sure what their styles would be based on, but she had a feeling that as teacher and student they would have similar elements to there fighting forms. So this what class was like, this was her first time to see such a thing, and it was rather different, She looked down at her firngers tightening her gloves up a bit around her hands as she stretched her fingers out. Her mind drifting to the massive backyard of her home, where she had learned all her magic skills in pravicy as well as her self defense skills. She remembered playing in the fields too, and the small grove of apple trees. She rubbed her right arm as she thought of a memory when she had broken it when she was 7 years old. The first of many injuries the excited young woman would get playing in the field, though nothing so serious as it were. She knew a few styles that her parents had shown her, with each of them having been in self defense classes when they were students as well. She was best at Savate, herself as it was something that just like, and picked up on from her father. Watching the fight, she leaned and noticed the fight had been a pretty much upper body fight almost simialar to a boxing fight. She wondered if it was to show the art of punching, or if that reflected more upon the style of the teacher then anything else. She figured that in time she would figure that out, but first guess, he wasn't much on Muay Tai from her first impression. She heard the instructions and nodded as she got to her feet and found the first punching bag she could find. She looked at it patting it with her hands as she got a feel of how solid the bag was, and how heavy it was as well. She could tell that the weight of the bag was correct, that it was an average bag, and smiled as she listened, she knew how to punch. Rotate your body to get the full force into the punch, straight, follow though pressure on the point of impact, and roll your knuckles on impact as well. She had 5 punches, she took a deep breath as she quickly formulated, her own combonation in her mind. He naturally bounced on her feet, which was second nature to the young reporter when preparing herself for such action.before leveling 5 really fast punches, two jabs with either hand followed by a left hook to change it up. Each punch a snap punch on the center of the logo of the bag. It had been since she left home that she got to do this, and it was rather fun to be honest. She then stepped back from the bag and slipped back into line to wait on the others as well as wait for the next lesson to begin.