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Breach Of The Peace

For obvious reasons, Eliza would be a little jumpy about being approached from behind.

Thankfully, the movements of the kata allowed the Dancing Passion to take in her surroundings. So it was right at the tail end of kick #17 where the instant her leg extended with a snapping sound, she could afford a split second to take her attention away, that she spotted someone wandering towards her. Well, no. Not wandering, approaching with intent. What was more, he was approaching with intention and making it obvious, cracking his knuckles. It was as if he didn’t mind creating a complete ruckus. She wondered if this was perhaps a test for all that she learned before. Life has a way of throwing them out to test if one remains upright and rigid in her teachings.

And it just so happened that it brought quite the test, indeed.

As Jacob drew near, Eliza committed a cardinal sin and took her focus off the next kick, letting it sort of play out automatically in favour of getting an actual look of the person from the corner of her gaze. A familiar face, though she at first didn’t quite figure out who it was. But as soon as he spoke in the tone that he knew the Dancing Passion, she finally could put a name to a face.

Eliza didn’t show it, but her serene mood dropped to one of annoyance. Jacob has since demonstrated poor manners and kept provoking the Darling of Tension, all for a petty reason of not liking her training methods. Jacob was lucky he only got a kick out of her, delivering karma that would hopefully instil some manners into him. It turns out that is far from the case, looking to pick off from where they had left off months ago.

It was just the sort of thing Eliza didn’t need right now.

But the Dancing Passion had to sort out this issue one day. Just as Jacob had gotten close, kick #20 came barreling towards him, aiming directly towards his smug face…only that it stopped a few inches away. “If you come to cause trouble, then you shall have none of it.” Eliza isn’t one to attack without being provoked; she remained as diplomatic as she could with the man. But with the speed and alacrity of that kick shooting towards him, even if he was ready, she showed that she could drop him at a moment’s notice. With that message sent and received as clear as day, Eliza dropped her leg down to the sand. It is wise to tread carefully from here on out. “Unless you come for something else, please leave me be.”