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Camp Gym; Tuesday Morning.

Setsuna was in the gym, working on her forms and attacks with the wooden practise sword.

Everyone in camp just died of surprise, to be sure. But she'd really enjoyed battling in class, and she made a note that she really should actually thank Deadpool (it felt strange having those words in such close proximity together) for the recognition he'd given her. It actually...meant a lot. And stuff...

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Ami was here. Practicing. The things that were on her level.

Spotting the other girl in her peripheral vision, Setsuna smiled slightly, finishing up her complex twirl-and-flip-and-slash almost-too-pretty-to-be-practical technique in a low crouch. She held the pose for a moment, re-establishing her centre, and then stood. She waited for a good break in Ami's own work before greeting her. //"Want to work together today?"// she offered.

//"Always."// Ami said smiling. Working together was always more fun. Let alone the fact that well, doing anything with Setsuna was more fun...

//"Great,"// Setsuna gave her practise sword a twirl to adjust her grip. //"Anything in particular?"//

And, since she was in a fairly good mood this morning, she added, //"Should we work on our very-important poses?"//

That last caused Ami to giggle. //"I am sure they are needed. As for what to work on... you are the one who knows what she is doing. What do you think?"//

Still smiling a bit because, really, poses would never cease to amuse her, Setsuna's head tilted a little as she considered it. //"Well..."// She thought about Ami's fighting class, and the conversations about it she'd had with Alphonse and Tori. //"I know you missed last week, but what was it again you worked on in your fighting class the week before? Maybe we can work on something that will help you improve for next time?"//

//"We had this monster attack the week before and we had to defeat it..."//

Setsuna nodded a little. //"Describe the monster? How did it attack and move?"//

//"It had this mask. If i could only break the mask i would have defeated it. It jumped on top of me, knocked me over."// Ami moved imitating the monster ~~that the mun fails to remember the movements of~~

How convenient that this mun was the monster *snort*

Setsuna nodded, thoughtfully trying to consider how she might adapt her own attacks and movements to sort of correspond with what Ami had difficulty with. Reaching a conclusion, she gave a nod. //"Are you still feeling reluctance to spar with another person?"// she asked, although, really, even if Ami remained on the defensive, they could still get some work done.

~~indeed~~

//"I really need to get over that... lets try it?"//

Setsuna nodded, glad to hear Ami recognize that, and settled into a ready position with her practise sword poised over her shoulder. She centered herself lower than usual, out of vague imitation of the monster Ami described. //"Let's. When you're ready, Ami-chan...."//

//"I am ready..."// Ami wasn't sure if Setsuna expected her to try and attack or something.

Setsuna fully expected to take the first attack; she just didn't want to try and do it if Ami wasn't prepared. At Ami's confirmation, she dashed forward, hurrying for the other girl while leaning forward to keep herself low. As she neared, she drew back her sword for a low slash across the thighs, but, instead of following through, she darted quickly to the side of Ami, moving past her, and attempting to deliver the slash across the back of her knees instead.

Setsuna was very quick in doing so, but she also knew that Ami snapped quickly into her 'warrior mode' and would most likely easily catch the movements.

Ami did indeed snap into the mode. For some reason the thought of the ugly pink cellphone came to her mind. And an even uglier pink bracelet. This did not however distract her from quickly trying to block Setsuna's attack and switching the block when needed to block the real strike.

Setsuna kept moving, quickly, her body kept very low. She continued to move around Ami. Her sword was lowered at her side, trying to entice Ami to take the opportunity to strike her.

Ami circled with Setsuna, always facing her. She made a conscious choice to attempt an attack, thus snapping out of her 'warrior mode'.

Setsuna was pleased at the attempted, although it was one she could easily dodge. In fact, that was what she expected; it was what she had planned. Using the momentum from her quick, low circling, she darted away from Ami and her practise sword, toward the wall of the gym. Her feet pressed against it as she launched herself up it a little; she pushed off into a flip (which was really more dramatic than it needed to be) which allowed her to decend on Ami with an attack from above.

Ami snapped back into the mode, but not quickly enough and the attack connected. //"Hm"// she said as she stood up //"So how does one attack and defend at the same time?"//

Setsuna drew her blade back with a spin as she landed softly, a step or two away from Ami. She would have offered to help the other girl up, but she'd risen before she had a chance. She was, however, very pleased that the hit inspired a question. //"Very carefully,"// Setsuna answered with a grin. //"What will help, especially for a beginner, is to try to turn your defenses into attacks. Here, let me show you. Block my next attack and hold it strong; press back, okay?"//

With that, Setsuna made a very simple attack, a slash downward from over her shoulder.

With a quick nod Ami blocked and pressed back, as she had seen Setsuna do before.

//"Very good!"// Setsuna complimented with a grin and decided to have a little fun with this before getting to her main point, almost thinking that, perhaps, if she pushed Ami, she'd figure it out herself. Setsuna pressed hard into the block. //"Is that all you got, Ami-chan? Remember, 'the clever combatant imposes his will on the enemy, but does not allow the enemy's will to be imposed on him.' Impose your will on me, Ami-chan, do not let me impose mine on you."// ~~not dirty?~~

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<so dirty, omg</s>

Ami grinned and pushed back. She was strong despite being petite and fragile in appearance.

Setsuna was pleased at the utilization of strength and pushed back to meet it. //"Excellent work,"// she said, the muscles in her arms flexing at the effort of their exertion. //"Now, use that strength to push away from me. Should be easy; you're light, and a gymnast. Push off and, the moment you're away, that is when you strike again."//

//"Ah"// Ami pushed away and as part of the back flip to get away there was a sword thrust at Setsuna's chest.

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