ext_293678 ([identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-02-09 06:44 am
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The salle, before classes

Luckily, Dinah's alarm had still gone off-- Black Canary had set it very conscientiously, in order to be up early to talk to the local government agencies. That was about the only lucky thing about this morning. Because she was supposed to be training with Arthur, first thing.

Dinah had too much to think about. So she was practicing the Way of the Weekend Warrior, and not thinking, whapping the practice dummy to death with her eskrima.

[for a former Roman; but open for your other salle needs.]
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[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-09 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Gritting her teeth, Dinah slowed down again. Did he miss anything? Ever? Grr.

Right. Technique first. Slower. Perfect, perfect, perfect. Or die trying. She had time.

Another three reps, starting to feel the burn in her muscles. "When did you start training?"

That other Dinah Lance, she started at nineteen. Maybe, starting earlier, she could be just as good... eventually.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-09 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"When I was seven," Arthur replied. He sounded almost distracted, but that was because his focus laid elsewhere.

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-09 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, crap. She was never going to catch up to him! Or Helena!

Forget that. Just concentrate on catching up to Black Canary. Yes. And, and, she had her TK. Even if she didn't have the Canary Cry.

She sneaked another look at Arthur, wondering what was bugging him.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-09 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Two more turns," Arthur said. He thumbed the side of his nose thoughtfully. "Then we're done for the morning. Keep your eyes on what you're doing, you'd take your arm off if that was real."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-09 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope. Didn't miss anything. Dinah sighed and re-focused, going through them slowly but perfectly, but now convinced she had to step up that weight training. Ow.

She came out of the stance, winced and went to return the sword to the rack. "Same time next week?"

Some of the bounce was back. Yup. Goals. That helped. "You okay?"

Just a check. Yup. Not that she wanted to talk about feelings. God, no.
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[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-09 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm perfectly fine," he told her, with perhaps a bit of a roll of his eyes.

Arthur also wasn't particularly inclined towards talking about feelings. Barring a few very specific people in very specific instances, and while he liked Dinah, she wasn't one of them.

"Same time. I won't take 'island oddness' as an excuse."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-09 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Whew. Good! Dinah beamed at him.

"Yeah, yeah. Next week!" And she'd practice every day, so she'd be better. Ha!

"See ya!"
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