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Gym, Early Evening

Ranma hasn't been in here in a long time but he's been craving more physical activity. Talking to Marie made him remember that he sits around too much. He needed to do something. He's looking around a bit disoriented, wishing he had a good idea what to do. He felt wayyy out of practice.

He figures doing a few hundred pull ups would be fine since he really can't think of anything else. And he really doesn't want to play around on the balance beam like he generally would, he's already feeling more than his share of girly this week...

((open for gym-y needs, expecting a certain swordswoman though))

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Setsuna had intended to make it down to the salle a little earlier today, but got a bit distracted, and, since it was getting a little late, decided maybe a stop by the gym might be in order instead. Maybe she could get a spar in, even. She smiled a bit wistfully in rememberance of her last spar, with Alphonse. That had been a realllly good one...

She spots Ranma, memory sparking. Oh, yeah, didn't he say something about racing again? "Oi, Ranma!" she called out to him, waved, and then jogged over.

//Setsuna.// He hops down in mid pull-up. //Hey! Nice ta see ya in the gym. I was lookin' fer someone ta practice with. Ya got a minute?//

She smiled at him, an expression of pleased surprise on her face. //"Practise? You mean spar?"//

//Uh.. actually 've been really wantin' ta work on my dodgin'. Would ya mind swingin' a sword at me fer a bit?//

//"That sounds like a great idea!"// True, Setsuna said it with a little more...a lot more, actually...enthusiasm that would be expected from her. However, she didn't care. Ranma wanted to train. Ranma didn't want to do something stupid like dress shopping or painting their nails. Things were back to normal. She could almost kiss him from excitement, if that wouldn't be really, really awkward and get her in a lot of trouble.

//"Lemme go grab a practise sword."//

//I'll be waitin'.// He does some warm up stretches as he waits.

Setsuna takes a moment to test the weight and feel of a few of them, before deciding on one, tucking it against her hip, and hurrying back across the gym.

//"Okay,"// she said. //"How did you want to do this, then? I have to admit, I feel a little awkward attack you when you're unarmed..."//

He laughs lightly. //My dad did it all the time. If ya hit me it ain't like 'll kill me anyways. Don't worry kay? Don't hold back.// He falls into stance looking ready as he'll ever be. He has the serious look he only has in situations like this. It could almost make him seem badass. If he hadn't been dress shopping yesterday with her of course...

Setsuna, too, fell back into a stance, lifting the sword over her shoulder and hovering it there as she carefully studied Ranma's face. He was definately serious; he wanted her to go all out. She still felt a pull of reluctance, but, as soon as she recalled the fact that he had dragged her dress shopping the other day, all her reservations were forfeited.

Setsuna charged forward, with a bit of a battle cry, and swung the sword swiftly for Ranma's waist.

He jumps it with ease, this is only a test hop too, getting his legs warmed up.

She quickly spins her blade around in the air, readjusting her grip and going for a quick set of swishing strikes, kept close and quick together, across his chest, intended not to strike so much as to just drive him back.

Since he's on the defensive the swishes do push him back. He takes short quick steps out of range at each slash. His eyes are followly the blade carefully.

Huh. She was surprised that he allowed himself to be pushed back, half expecting a ninja jump over her head. But maybe he didn't do that because he knew she would be expecting it.

Quickly, in a matter of a blink of an eye, Setsuna pulled her sword back, twirled it again, aiming the final arc of the spin toward Ranma's neck.

He glides under it, dropping down and twisting himself while he's down to standing at her side, no longer in front of her.

The sword had moved down in an angle, which made it east for Setsuna to use the miss as the start of a sharp turn, bringing her around to face him, practise blade swinging with her at waist level.

This time he did ninja leap. The momentum from just standing up helped to easily propel him over her head, landing on her other side.

Setsuna turned sharply, struck out with a sharp stab toward his shoulder.

He narrowly slides out of the way of the jab.

The lunge left Setsuna in an incompromisable position, difficult to strike from, until she pushed herself into a flip that brought her back to her feet, and she set to the task of throwing a series of swings at Ranma, one after the other, shoulder, waist, left, right, knee, shoulder...

Lean to the left, jump, hips shift right, left, another hop, lean to the right. He's getting a smile on his face. Ahh he misses this a lot.

He was fast, quick. And with Ranma entirely on the defensive, it was a style that she wasn't quite sure she knew how to succeed in, she had to admit. Figuring out tricks to hit someone when they were trying to hit you back was easy; when all you had to do was hit them, and all they had to do was avoid them, however....

She kept pressing with a series of attacks, switching up her targets, increasing her speed of attacks. Eventually...eventually, he'd have to slip. Expect her to go for the shoulder when she went for the knee. Eventually.

"Damn, dude. Rock on!" John called out to the pair duking it up.

Ranma's focus is momentarily broken and a jab hits him right between two ribs on his left side. It wasn't a really hard stab but... he felt his legs go out under him all the sudden and falls on his ass. //Woah...//

"Dude, you okay?" He runs over to where teh two are apsrring.

Ah-ha! A hit! Setsuna prepared another attack so she could continue on this successful streak, but then noticed that Ranma had been brought down by the hit. She blinked, lowering her sword. That jab was barely enough a strong one. She blinked again. "Ranma? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

He blinks for a second. "My legs went numb for a second... That was weird... It didn't hurt..." He stands up again easily, already shaken it off.

Setsuna crossed her arms over her chest, but she grinned at Ranma. //"Okay, I know you think you're good and everything, but to fall to your knees in shock at someone getting a jab in is a little over the top, don't you think?"//

//Hey! Something went weird with my legs! I'm serious!// He looks a bit mad at her for teasing him.

Eeep. Okay. No teasing the Ranma today. Setsuna frowned again, a little worried. //"Are you sure you're okay?"//

He pats where she hit him carefully to test. //Yeah... seems fine. Nothing hurts... I dunno what happened...//

"Huh. //That's strange..."// Her head tilted a bit.

//Ya wanna go longer or call it a night?//

The strange reaction has pretty much killed her buzz. She was so easily set off track today, it seemed...

//"I think that's good; unless you'd like to do more?"//

//Another time. Thanks fer the help though.// He bows slightly.

Setsuna returned the bow, and smiled. //"Anytime. It was fun."//

//It was.// He smiles too.

JOhn? Excess energy and angst. Prolly shouldn't have had those donuts at work. But the sprinkles! Mmmm...suuuugaaaar.

John's here to make amends to his culinary violations by working off some calories.

He spots two doofuses fighting. THis could be interesting.

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