The Salle, Sunday Morning

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It was still quite early when Tahiri headed down to the salle and, finding no one there as of yet, got her lightsaber and remotes out of the weapons locker. She did think to stick a sign on the door, though it wasn't quite the succinct "Caution: Live Fire Exercise" warning that usually got used for these things. What? "Watch Out For Lasers" worked, if you asked her. Sure, these were low-powered stun bolts, but still.

She examined the remotes for a moment, deciding to start with one at first; it had been a while since she'd done this. Really, a lot longer than it should have been. Now, to see if Dinah would show up first.

[OOC: Waiting for Dinah, but open of course!]

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"Huh?"

It took Tahiri a minute or so to shake herself out of it, and a few seconds more to focus on Dinah again.

"Sorry," she said apologetically. "I was just remembering."

And then it hit her that Dinah's presence felt a lot like she did.

"Did you just . . . ?"

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"Mmm-hmm," Dinah said, feeling like her teeth should be chattering. "Sorry. Didn't mean to. I forget, it doesn't happen all the time...." Stupid, stupid, stupid. And these weren't her tears welling up, either. She gulped, kept them from falling. "Only with touch."

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"Nice surprise you got there, huh?" Tahiri looked away, not wanting to upset Dinah further. "I guess I need to work on locking my shields down more."

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"Sorry," Dinah said again, still shaken, but slowly calming. "I need to learn to shield in the first place. I'm working on stuff like that with Miss Atreides, but it takes a while." She sighed, and put her face in her hands. "That was private. I am sorry."

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"Saves me the trouble of having to explain it, at least," Tahiri allowed with a crooked little smile of her own.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Tahiri was private enough, not parading around her feelings for her boyfriend and everything else, that she maybe never would have much. At least she wasn't mad. "And I wish you hadn't had to go through that."

[weetuskenraider]

"Goes with the job, I guess." She wasn't doing a very good job of sounding casual about it.

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"Yeah," Dinah agreed, thinking of her mom. "But it's the worst part of it. We all deserve better." She shook her head, and said, "Thanks for the demo, though. Eskrima next time, right?"

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"Yeah, sure," Tahiri agreed. "Demonstration too, or do you want to try sparring?"

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"Sparring too," Dinah said quickly. "I'm always looking for more partners. And I need to step it up." She smiled. "Leave me a voicemail? Maybe Friday?"

Either she'd be back, or... well. She'd call Tahiri if she couldn't make it.

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"Friday, yeah." Tahiri nodded and busied herself collecting the remotes (not that she'd used the others), still feeling a little off-balance about sharing that memory with Dinah. "I don't have any classes, so whenever works for you."

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"I just have Movies, then tutoring with Miss Atreides. I'll find you after that." Dinah pushed her hair behind her ear, and said, "Have a good Sunday, 'kay?"

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"You too." Tahiri hooked her lightsaber back onto her belt. "You sure you're going to be okay?"

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"Huh?" Dinah blinked, then said, "Oh, seriously, no problem. I mean, that was... intense. But I'm fine." Because sadly? Not the worst she'd had in her head. Saddest maybe, though. "You too, right? I mean... do you need anything?"

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"I'm getting better." She even sounded like she believed it -- which was a bit of a surprise. "Really."

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"Yeah." It just took a while. Dinah nodded, recognizing that note in Tahiri's voice. "Talk to you on Friday, then."

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"You're on," Tahiri agreed. "Thanks for hanging out while I did this."