http://bound2blade.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bound2blade.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-02-08 09:46 am

The Salle; Thursday Morning.

It was Thursday, which meant Setsuna had no classes and would be using her day for training. Her work in the salle this morning would be just minor, though, to be used as a warm-up to prepare herself for later when she was meeting with John in the gym for a spar. Her excitement was palpable; she hadn't had a good spar, especially not one with the practise swords, in a while.

Assuming, of course, John could give her a good spar.

Even the sessions Setsuna considered 'light' had her pretty deeply into some complicated forms and moves.


[[ salle's open ]]

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry walked into the salle.
"Good morning, Setsuna!"

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm doing well," Henry replied. "If I'm not encroaching on your practice, I was wondering if you had time to teach me more."

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry shook his head as he walked over to the locker. "No, I haven't." He found Daisuke relatively quickly, and brought the sword back over. "With whom are you planning to spar?"

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"A little." Henry tried to mimic the stance which Setsuna had shown him last time. He held the sword and the sheath parallel to the ground, one hand holding the hilt.

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Henry took his time unsheathing Daisuke. He thought back to what Setsuna had said before, and how the form had felt when he got it right. He had to go slowly. Slowly as he turned, slowly as he brought it back, then fast as he brought it down. He did it without hitting the sword on the floor, but the last movement was still a little stiff.

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-02-09 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Henry nodded. "All right."
He put Daisuke back in its sheath, and proceeded to go through the form again. After a few times, it got smoother. Henry realized that things worked better when he didn't try to be mentally aware of everything that happened.