Who Am I?
The academies gyms were far more lacking than her own estate, but for Alina they had their own special place in her heart. Before the change. Before becoming a Knight or even having power, that was where she trained. Not in the Force, but in body so she might be able to keep up with her fellow acolytes. Even now she still felt it was important to keep in shape. Strong, without relying on the Force. She knew all too well how easily it could be stripped away, either by her hand or against her will.
So she stood before a currently undamaged punching bag. Not that it stayed undamaged for long. While she was trying to work on holding back her strength in a form of control, it wasn't something she was the best at. Especially now, with all the wars constantly ongoing. A flash of anger coursed through her body as she launched a kick to the bag, only to send it flying from it's chain into the growing pile of ruined bags.
Alina let out a breath in an annoyed huff before she wandered over to where the other undamaged bags were. She really needed to figure it out if she wanted to get stronger.
Eligor Rahvok
