Finally happy with the angles, the Hare bursts out into what looks like a completely reckless style, bounding off barrel, mast and rail, all his movement focusing on bringing him back to a central point. In the span of six seconds, the Hare criss-crosses the area of a rough 10' circle at least three times, occasionally in a single bound.
Slowly he begins shifting that central point to different locations within the circle, adding in a number of flips that leave the world a blur, his focus splitting between the direction he was about to travel to, the one he was in and what his body was doing meanwhile.
His
hands and feet are his weapons, although the blows against an invisible opponent are not quite sure, nor always accurate. After awhile, he slows, a frown growing on his face. He scans the deck awhile, before finding a bucket.
Incorporating his movement over to it, one foot scoops the bucket up tossing it upwards into the air, and then the Hare picks up speed again, his 'blows' now being used to focus on
keeping the bucket in the air while crossing the circle he's made for himself.