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It had been a long long time since you had to center yourself and put your full focus on learning something new within the realm of martial arts. Especially for something that has never been done before. You do your best to try and focus on your emotions, use your subconscious to handle what was going on in the material world but try as you might you just kept getting pulled away. Perhaps you needed to take smaller steps and learn how to actually use your new technique on an strong opponent. You don't have much time to think about it as you feel Tigress's fist collide with the side of your face followed by half the crowd cheering around you.
You block the next strike and lift Tigress above you head to toss her to unbalance her and close the gap. You press the attack in hopes of keeping enough of an advantage to fight without thinking. If you didn't give her the opportunity to regroup and fight back then that was one less thing your mind had to process. You begin to try and push everything away from your mind except the fight. Nothing mattered but the fight. Not the cheering crowd, not the heat of the sun that had just crested the mountains, Tigress tries to return fire but with your size and speed, you don't give her enough of a reprieve to regain her footing. Despite your best efforts, you can't fully push away the sounds of cheering all around you. There was enough people that the air seemed to vibrate from the shouting it self and while you push it away, the feeling was just subtle enough to start the spiral that led you back to thinking again. You'd want to continue practicing but Tigress attempts to leap out of your reach in desperation during one of your moments of zen and your body leaps and attacks to meet her.
You extend your leg and kick Tigress right in the stomach. She's knocked back and crashes into several vases knocking dirt and flowers everywhere. She rises with fury in her eyes, all sense of sportsmanship gone. She hunches over ready to leap but a voice cuts clearly and sharply through the crowd.
"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Your father shouts as he approaches, hands behind is back and an icy fury in his eyes. "This fight has gone long enough. Or do you two plan to tear the palace to pieces?" He asks motioning to the broken tiles, ruined flowers, and shattered chairs. "Tigress you will go and grab the cleaning supplies and begin cleaning up this mess. Tai Lung I want not only the training hall spotless by this afternoon, I want the steps to the Jade Palace fully cleaned as well. Once the two of you are done with that report back to me and we'll see what else we can find for the two of you to do."
It takes you a few moments to process that someone was giving you orders and a few more that those orders were chores trainees were punished with. Just as your poor overworked mind has come to that conclusion you finally realize that your father was the one punishing you.
>What do you do?
>Write in.
