The Salle; Thursday Morning.

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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.


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"Very good," Setsuna approved, despite the stiffness, because it had been a while and he wasn't warmed up, so stiffness was to be expected. She twirled Yuunagi around idly to shift her grip as she matched the positioning of the form to start doing it with Henry. "We'll do a few rounds of these, get the muscles familiar with it again, get you familiar with it again, and then I'll teach you two new ones."

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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.