The Salle; Wednesday Morning.

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This was it. Umbrella in one hand, Setsuna made her way down to the salle to start her Iron Umbrella training. She was at first a little unsure if she should practise in the gym or the salle, but, considering that if she did this right, her umbrella might have to go in the weapons locker because it would, indeed, become a deadly weapon, she decided the salle would be safer. She didn't quite yet think of how turning her umbrella into a weapon and having to keep in the locker in the future would be problematic. One step at a time.

She spent a little bit on the bench, legs folded underneath her, umbrella across her knees, meditation, channeling chi into the new artifact of destruction. She was going through all she'd read on the technique, preparing it in her head.

Finally, she was ready, and Setsuna took to the salle floor, her and her umbrella.


[[ salle's open. ]]

[[ Iron Umbrella technique is, also, something I did not make up. Srsly. ]]

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy had come in to pratice, but had to stop and watch in both surprise, and awe, at the umbrella thing.