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The Gym; Late Tuesday Afternoon (post-workshops)

To say that Sakurazaki was a little nervous about this was an understatement. However, she knew that if she had rushed straight into the salle with her wings out to practise with Yuunagi, there could be trouble. She had to refamiliarize herself with her flight techniques slowly, by the use of the practise swords in the gym. Besides, there was much more room in the gym than down in the salle, so she'd have more space to work with, and it was much to hot to take it outside with a stick.

Sakurazaki was working on her tougher forms again, but this time, she was doing them in the air, in flight. And hoping that she hadn't missed some rule about such training. She figured she was at least out of everyone's way like this.

[[ gym is open ]]

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Joxer shook his head, getting a grip on himself. He looked over at Walter.

"Did I win?"

Walter's foot actually twitched with the urge to kick Joxer in the face when he asked that question. Instead he settled for just shaking his head at Joxer.

"Attempting public sexual acts is not usually part of sparring."

"Attempting WHAT?!" Joxer stumbled back from Walter.

"You! Your face!" He pointed toward his crotch. "Was here! And you said it was warm and nice!"

Nadia was torn between the reactions of beating the crap out of Joxer again and laughing hysterically.

As she was working on being somewhat less violent, she'd opted for the second.

"Y-yeah," she called from where she had been watching. "Walter doesn't like when you . . . aim there . . . in fighting. . . ."

Joxer flailed. "I must've been half unconscious!"

Walter looked over at Nadia's hysterics and realized just how ridiculous that had been.

If he'd been watching, he'd be dying laughing.

Come to think of it, it had been hilarious.

He gave up and started laughing.

Joxer was always one to join in group laughter.

Even if he wasn't sure what was so funny.

Nadia stopped laughing abruptly to give Joxer a rather dark look.

Then started to giggle again.

Joxer eeped and looked very scared.

Walter shook his head and finally pushed himself up off the floor. Obviously he was going to have to work on his reaction to some chap dropping his face in his crotch.

"Are you alright over there, Joxer? Not too badly banged up?"

"You didn't bang me too hard," Joxer said, rubbing his jaw, knowing he'd be feeling it worse later.

Walter grinned and brushed the wrinkles out of his trousers. "I tried to go easy since it was our first time. Didn't want you walking funny tomorrow."

Joxer nodded. "Thanks."

It was hard to be all proud, boasty and stuff when you're pretty sure they can actually maim you, if they wanted.

Walter held out his hand to Joxer for a handshake. "You know, we can try some of this stuff more slowly next time, and I'll show you what I'm doing."

Joxer shook Walter's hand and smiled. "That might help me a bit, yeah."

Walter smiled back and turned to Nadia. "Are you ready, or are you too done in by laughing?"

Nadia's giggles tapered off. "No, that made for a good warm up. Shall we?"

Walter nodded and bounced on the balls of his feet again. "We shall."

Nadia bounced a bit as well. "Great!" Then she launched a kick to Walter's left side.

Walter stepped to the side to dodge the kick and took a quick step in to counter with a punch to her midsection. He kept his other arm up, ready to block her next move.

Nadia stepped to the side and forward to dodge the punch while grabbing for that hand, intending to use his momentum to pull him forward into a throw.

[ooc: and it seems my brain is working about as well as my computer is, right now. . . .]

Walter dropped into a low crouch when Nadia caught his hand, shifting his center of gravity to offset her attempt to throw him. He reached to grab the elbow of the arm she'd grabbed him with. If he succeeded, he'd be digging his very strong fingers in the nerves there and forcing her off balance to sweep her feet out from under her.

All predicated on that first grab succeeding, of course.

As soon as she realized the throw wouldn't work, Nadia had gone with the contingency plan which involved being prepared for Walter trying to knock her on her ass.

She grabbed for his hair as she released his hand and swung the elbow he was grabbing for forward towards his face. Though she attempted to redirect that to his shoulder at the last minute.

It's a friendly spar, don't hurt him too much, don't hold back, it's a friendly spar,

Walter blocked the swinging elbow with the hand/arm he'd been intending to grab it with. With his other hand released, he went for a quick jab to her midsection, since she'd opened herself up when she grabbed his hair.

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