http://bound2blade.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-01-09 02:41 pm

The Salle; Tuesday Afternoon.

It felt like it had been a while since Setsuna got to spend some good, focused one-on-one time with Yuunagi. After a short series of stretches and warm-up, she retrieved the nodachi from the weapons locker and set to her basic forms, building up into her minor Shinmei Ryuu attacks. Nothing special, just a girl and her sword...doing flips and slightly flying (without wings) and leaving small wind scratches on the wall. Typical stuff.


[[ salle's open ]]

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry was making to leave school for the day, when he passed by the salle. He walked in, in a moment of "Oh, that's what this room is."

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Caught. Henry had been trying to make up his mind about when to stop by. Guess the question was answered.
"Hello," he greeted, trying not to look too nerved. "Hope I'm not interrupting."

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry understood completely. "I know what that's like. When I finally stop working, I'll look up at the clock and realize that I've lost quite a few hours."

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Medicine." He couldn't keep all the happy pride out of his voice. "I hope to be a doctor some day."

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry nods. "My biggest hope is that I can take some of this modern knowledge back with me." Henry knew that he could ramble on ad nauseum, so he stopped there.
"So, do people regularly hold duels here?" He remembered Edward coming here, but that night was still a little hazy.

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"That makes sense." Henry responded. "You said that the club does not just focus on fencing. What other styles do some of the members practice?"

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Katana?" Henry repeated. "So is that the type of sword that you use?"

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
After tactics, Peter headed down to the salle. Fencing club might not have started up again, but he still felt the need to spend Tuesday evening training. He saw Setsuna and gave her a quick bow, not wanting to interrupt her practice.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2007-01-09 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter took Rhindon out of the locker along with another wrapped bundle that he set carefully on the ground to give to Setsuna when she took a break. He started warming up carefully, stretching and feeling improvements he'd made in Narnia start to work to their fullest.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2007-01-10 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
Peter flowed through to the end of a set of forms and noticed Setsuna resting. He sheathed his sword and smiled to her. "How do you do? I haven't seen you in quite some time."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2007-01-10 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded. "Willow and I went to for Narnia for most of a week. Which was about six weeks in Narnia somehow. You went home, didn't you?"

Peter stooped to pick up the wrapped bundle and offered it to her balanced across his hands. "I brought this back from Narnia for you." Inside was a well-made Western style sword in a red and gold scabbard. It was a bit lighter than Peter's Rhindon, but suited to Setsuna's height.

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2007-01-10 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Peter grinned to see her pleasure. "I'm so glad you like it. And it's lighter than Rhindon! I asked them to make it for you, so you have the task of naming her."

[identity profile] once-a-king.livejournal.com 2007-01-10 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Absolutely," Peter replied. "I hope she feels right to you - or as right as a Western sword can feel." He nodded, proud of his country and knowing they did fine swordwork. "She was." He pointed to the red and gold on the scabbard and gold lion inscribed on the guards. "Those are the colours of Narnia. And the lion is the guardian."

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