Crimson & Kalf
WHo: Crimson and Kalf Where: The woods just outside of town When: Early Morning What: A first meeting
When the choice was available crimson preferred to train outside of the clean training room. She preferred to be outside, where the elements were uncontrollable and far more realistic. The triplet's grand-dame had kept them on a strict scheduled when she was alive and it was something Crimson tended to still stick to. Which meant rather intense training at least once a day. Ideally, it would be one individual session and one with all three. They needed to b able to move seamlessly together. They were the Red Death after all.
Crimson was outside before dawn had even broken. She found it helpful to train in different lights. She, like both of her siblings, was already dead with barely an effort. It was obvious in the way she moved. There was a lethal grace to her movements as she started with a run through the dark wooded area. Her long red hair was tied back in a high ponytail and her outfit was tight to her skin. She was methodical in her training as she moved from her run to weapons training. Crimson favored her whip along with her sword and she tended to train with them the most. Which Carmine had insisted on pointing out the other day.
It meant today she was using throwing knives. They were small targets on random trees and logs. they moved randomly by magic and were scattered all around her. She hit them all as she moved quickly, though not all of them were centered as she would have preferred. She felt the eyes on her before she saw or heard anyone. Crimson moved with little warning and incredible speed. The dagger flew through the air striking the perfect center of the target next to her observer.
"It isn't usually the best idea to sneak up on an armed woman."