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The Salle; Thursday Morning, after Second Period.

Setsuna was feeling a little shocked, but mostly confused, by a rather...positive response to using a sniper rifle in class today. She felt like she was betraying her roots and knew that the only way to make up for it would be a seriously hardcore session in the salle with her nodachi.

Although, really, that was what she planned on doing today, anyway...

[[ of course the salle is open, silly. :) ]]

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Henry came into the salle, a little tired from a recent transfromation, but otherwise ready to practice. He was pleasently surprised to see Setsuna there at the same time. "Good morning!"

Setsuna finished out a turning move with a fierce chop of her sword, drew in a deep breath, and then raised her eyes to the greeting. She, still breathless, nodded to Henry, blinking a bead of sweat out of her eye. "Good morning, Henry. Here for a bit of training?"

Henry went to the locker, and got out Daisuke the practice sword. "Yes, I am. It seems that you've been working very hard." He looked a little embarassed. "Ah, I do not mean that you do not habitually endure difficult practice, it just seems that you have been having a very good session."

"I am," Setsuna admitted with a small smile, this time not holding back from wiping the sweat from her brow with her forearm. "I have to make it up to Yuunagi for all the gun practise I've been getting in with class."

Henry hung up his jacket and vest on the corner of the locker, as practicing in full Victorian attire was not a very good idea. "I'd heard that there was a firearms class. I admit, I have little desire to see how those technologies have progressed." He sighed. "They were fearful enough in my time, and I should think that they could only grow more so."

"It's true," Setsuna nodded. "And I've always been reluctant to learn a firearm, but after I hurt my sword arm....well....it doesn't hurt to be able to be skilled in other forms of fighting, should situations call for it..."

Henry was immediately concerned. "When did you injure your arm?"

Setsuna, noticing his concern, immediately shook her head. "Ages ago. It hasn't even been giving me any trouble."

Henry let out a breath of relief. "Thank goodness. I was worried that there had been more violent goings-on, and with ~~my mun being too lazy to get involved lately~~ all the work I've been doing lately, I'd failed to be of assistance."

Setsuna gave him a soft, encouraging smile. "Not at all."

Henry placed a book on the floor. He'd been working through the defensive forms for the last few months, and was almost finished with the chapter. He started warming up with some of the earlier forms.

Setsuna watched for a moment or two with intrigue as to how Henry had been keeping up before giving Yuunagi a twirl and returned to her own forms.

Henry had been working hard, so he was doing all right for someone that was learning out of books. However, all of his forms seemed to be defensive. The closest he got to attacking were some weak-looking counters. He couldn't visualize what it looked like to attack someone who wasn't there, and seemed to lack conviction with offensive moves.

Still laughing from Jude's protest, Billy came into the Salle, and got two ideas at once.

"Billy," Setsuna didn't even halt her turning, slashing forms as she greeted him on his way in.

"Hey, fancy a sparring?"

Setsuna's head tilted slightly. "Technically, we aren't supposed to spar with live steel," she muttered, thoughtfully, because a spar did sound like fun...

"True. There are practice swords if you want to use those."

Setsuna looked over at the sword in her hand, as if asking it if it was okay.

Apparently, Yuunagi wasn't feeling selfish today as, moments later, Setsuna looked back toward Billy and nodded, sheathing the nodachi. "All right."

"Cool." Billy headed over to the practice swords, and tested a few till he found one he liked.

The shift from steel to practise swords was a hard one, so it took Setsuna a while to start feeling comfortable with a lighter, shorter weapon, and then she nodded to Billy, twirling it to settle into a preparatory stance. "Ready."

Billy nodded, and attacked, using a fairly standard maneuver.

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The Salle; Thursday Morning, after Second Period.

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