The Dorm Stairwell, Monday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Reno was antsy today. And antsy was not always the wisest state of being for Reno to remain in. He could try to drink it off, but drinking while he was feeling like this usually led to brawling, and he was trying to avoid being kicked off the island, here.

So he went with his other option- burn it off.

This was why Reno was running laps up and down the stairs of the dorms.

[[Open, of course. It's a stairway. :O ]]

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[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"Practicing," she repeated patiently.

Then she figured out he wanted to know what. So she elaborated, "Practicing climbing buildings and going in through windows. Because, seriously, why else would anyone climb buildings and go through windows?

[raspberryturk]

... She actually had a point, here.

"Granted," Reno said, scratching his head. "Okay. So, you practice climbing buildings and going in through windows often?"

Pickup lines weren't working quite as he'd planned today. Huh.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

After a moment to consider, Cassandra nodded. "Not as much as fighting, but pretty often, I guess."

[raspberryturk]

"You're a fighter too?" Reno had to take a moment to look somewhat incredulous, here. "Is that a prerequisite for bein' a girl in this place? You gotta be able to kick ass?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"No," Cassandra said in total seriousness. "My roommate isn't one."

[raspberryturk]

"That's good to know," Reno mused. "So, you spar, or beat up monsters, or just run around beatin' shit up?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"Only bad people." Well, except for that time they went to rescue Namine. There were monsters there.

[raspberryturk]

"Aah," he nodded. "So, you're one of them hero types. Bet you got a bigass sword or somethin' tucked away where I can't see it, too."

He was fine with hero types. When they stayed out of his way, he stayed out of theirs. Everyone was happy, hooray, off to get drinks and all that crap.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra frowned, "Why would I have a sword?"

[raspberryturk]

Reno gave his shoulders a dismissive shrug.

"Seems like a hero thing. Whatever." He tilted his head. "You got a weapon of choice?"

Casual conversation at its finest.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

She lifts a clenched fist to reveal her extensively scarred knuckles. She figured for someone like Reno that would be a pretty good answer.

[raspberryturk]

That was a perfect answer. He raised a well-worked hand of his own and nodded.

"I hear that loud and clear."

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Cassandra considered him in silence. Then: "You any good?"

[raspberryturk]

"Gotta be good," he replied smoothly. "It's what I do, yo."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Her head tilted to one side, then the other. "Prove it," she eventually demanded without moving from her perch on the rail.

[raspberryturk]

Reno cracked his knuckles and stretched his arms casually. "Here on the steps, yo?"

He would go for that if she was game. Stairwell sparring beat drunken brawling, right?

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"Unless you want to go somewhere easier." Her voice was mostly challenging, but her stance conveyed just a hint of mockery.

[raspberryturk]

That earned a dismissive snort as Reno raised a finger. "Easier? What could be easier than a staircase in a hallway?" Challenging was what Reno's tone was all about.

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Cassandra just stood where she was, balanced on the rail, grinning and waiting for Reno to stop talking and do something.

[raspberryturk]

Reno, of course, was just cocky enough to attempt to throw the first punch. Sort of a three-steps-and-a-fist deal. No form to speak of, but the guy had speed.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Speed was good. Cassandra approved of it. Of course three steps was enough for her to step smoothly out of the way. She decided to keep her perch on the rail and twitched an eyebrow at Reno as if to ask 'is that it?'

[raspberryturk]

Oh. Oh, she was that smug type that was going to just stand there like nothing had happened. Nice. He was going to have to wipe that look off of her face, then, maybe with his foot. He grabbed onto the rail with one hand for the sake of balance and kicked. High.

He liked kicking.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Oh, he was fast and pretty clever. Cassandra let herself drop from the rail rather than try to hold onto the unstable position. She leans slightly to avoid the kick and lets her elbow swing out in an attempt to catch him in the shin with the force of her fall.

[raspberryturk]

Both Reno and Reno's shin didn't appreciate the gesture, as he stepped back to avoid having his leg cracked for the second time in a week. The result, of course, was a couple steps more than he had anticipated as he half-stumbled blindly backward down the stairs.

Right. Stairway. Piece of cake. Keeping that in mind, yo.

He cleared those four steps in one stride, leading with his fist yet again.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

As Reno threw himself forward, so did Cassandra. It was a bit dangerous since her own forward momentum would add to his, she twisted to avoid Reno's punch and aimed one of her own at his stomach.