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The Gym; Wednesday Morning, during Third Period.
As Setsuna waited for Ami, she circled around her practise blades in a wide variety of arcs and circles with her previously injured arm. Felt so incredible to use that arm again without pain.
And, as usual when Setsuna started idly going through minor forms like that, they worked quickly into moves more extravvagant, building up until she was completely lost in her work, oblivious to almost anything else.
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And, as usual when Setsuna started idly going through minor forms like that, they worked quickly into moves more extravvagant, building up until she was completely lost in her work, oblivious to almost anything else.
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With all their lessons recently on theory, Setsuna hoped she wouldn't have to say anything further for Ami to see her point. She nodded toward the rack of practise swords. //"Grab one and we'll get started?"//
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//"What is the plan?"//
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completely handwavey due to mun's own lack of technical knowledge, hum humattacks, most of them being Setsuna explaining them first, then demonstrating, followed by leading Ami through them, and then having her try them on her own. After they'd gone successfully (successfully enough, anyway) through several, Setsuna asked, //"Comfortable enough to give a few of them a try?"//no subject
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//"Your turn,"// she said.
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Setsuna blinked a little at the halted attack; after a brief, fleeting pause of almost confusion, Setsuna quickly responded to the lack of follow-through with a swing at Ami's waist, hoping to get her with a firm, though not too hard hit.
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//"You're not going to hurt me, you know. Even if you did, trust me, I can take it. Don't be afraid to hit me, Ami-chan."//
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//"I know. In my head."//
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