The Least Common Denominator

XL.IV Synchronicity

"Focus, you idiot."

Now, where had I heard that before...

Flicking my right wrist, I did my damn best to pretend that I was throwing out my so-called 'other Essence' as I threw out my arm like a fucking weeb on steroids. And as predicted, nothing came out of my palms except some of my dignity as I grimaced at what I was doing. It was demeaning, humiliating; probably the most cringe-worthy action I had ever done in my life.

"Even worse than posing awkwardly trying to do your best approximation of an Iaido?"

"Oh shut up." Of course, she'd respond to my thoughts like this. "Now tell me if I'm doing this right."

It might have been a slow start in terms of actual learning, but I would at least like to think that I was doing pretty well despite being only at it for about an hour or so.