<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/Turalisj/cf51b675f5d953c8cecff3c0f03bbe3a.jpg?t=1327627488)</div>Shun<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Guild Hall<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><hr/><br/>Shun was up in her usual position on the top rafters. She was covered in bandages from her fight yesterday. The healers told her she'd have to stay out of fights and try not to exert herself too much, apparently she had fractured or broke most of the bones in her limbs and numerous ribs. That, of course, is not including the cuts and burns crossing her body from Lyuk's attacks. It was only her magical skill in redirecting energies that kept her from any permanent harm, and it was the same skill that kept her from being stuck in bed resting for the next several days.<br/><br/>Still, she was annoyed that she lost. It was a long, hard fight. Shun thought that she could have won it, if only she had a bit more strength. More stamina.<em>'Maybe I should return home for a bit... I need to find my spearmaster and refine my basics. My movements are too flashy, too much wasted exertion.'</em>Shun thought to herself, taking a bite of the apple. She clenched her fist, suddenly angry with herself. 'Now that bastard will be gloating I bet.'<br/><br/>Shun jumped from the rafters, landing entirely by chance on the table that Lyuk was sitting at. She glared at him, drawing her spear and pointing at him.<strong>"You! I won't be losing to you again you bastard."</strong>Before stalking off, face as red as her hair, out of the hall.