http://ambassadorinara.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ambassadorinara.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-09-09 01:51 pm

The Salle--Sunday Afternoon

Deciding that it had been too long since she'd practiced, Inara wandered down to the salle, in the hopes that they had a fencing foil or something similar that she could work with. When she picked up the foil, though, she found it too light for her. She eventually settled on an épée, finding it more like what she was used to. Once she had its weight settled comfortably and familiarly in her hand, she started running through a series of lunges.

She didn't have protective equipment on, but that would change if someone showed up and wanted to spar.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Luke trotted down to the salle and smiled when he saw who was occupying it. "Good afternoon, Inara."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can leave if you'd prefer to be alone," Luke replied promptly.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's very true," he replied with a smile. "I'm normally meditating or doing something else equally exciting. Today I needed to expend some energy." He glanced at her foil. "Would you mind a partner?"

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've learned in the last few months that I'm not as good as I thought I was," Luke admitted with a wry smile, picking out a foil for himself and putting on the barest amount of padding.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Lightsaber duel, technically," Luke said, "but if I used the weapon I'd slice through your blade and then we'd both be unhappy. And against Qui-Gon--I did all right there--and my father." He frowned. "Who is ridiculously good."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know which way the pointy end goes, yes," Luke said, grinning back, "but I won't make you cry or anything."

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not even if I stomp on your foot?" he asked, starting out with a slow advance. This was for fun, after all. No need to kill anyone.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassandra was still exploring the grounds, finding all the little places on campus she hadn't located yet. When she poked her head through and saw Inara, she stopped, watching silently for a bit.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Having escaped notice standing at the door, Cassandra takes a few silent steps into the Salle and folds herself into a seated position on the floor. She had spent so much of her life watching precisely the sort of training Inara was doing that it was oddly relaxing.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassandra simply waved silently and offered a nod before leaning back in a motion inviting Inara to continue.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
After a while Cassandra speaks up, "You move well." Coming from her, that was quite a compliment.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Some," she answered. Truthfully Cassandra had never been trained to fense properly. Other swords she knew, but not this one. Still, watching Inara work had taught her a lot about how it was supposed to be done.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-09 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cassandra," she said as she stood up. "I think... maybe? It's... been a while." Since she sparred. Just for fun.