http://iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-12-01 10:18 am
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The Salle, Saturday

Cassndra hadn't spent much time in the salle, really. It had always seemed too... public somehow (despite the fact that she sometimes practiced on the roof or the lawn, both fairly public places). But she'd been feeling restless lately and... public might well be good. If she were lucky someone might show up she could spar with.

Until and unless that happened she planned to simply go through her morning routine.

[ooc: Open and stuff!]
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[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-12-09 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I had cruel teachers," she answered. Then, lifting her blade, "Continue?"

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2007-12-09 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry to hear that." he winced. "But, yeah, continue."

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-12-09 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Cassandra's response was to fall silent and begin circling silently again quickly and lightly. How accurate was he with that pressure-sensing stuff anyway?

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2007-12-09 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Accurate enough that he had a general idea of where she was, if not an exact location.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Without picking up speed, Cassandra moved to close the distance, aiming a light thrust for his knee. Mostly just to test his ability to fight blind.

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2007-12-10 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
The hairs on his leg prickled, and he felt the slight rush of air as her blow approached, enabling him to dodge the attack.
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