The Salle, Friday afternoon

[future_sandworm]

As usual, Leto was in the salle on Friday afternoon. He had students that would show up eventually although they can of course do so handwavily if they want, and before that he had time for his own training. As he was alone he launched the spinning blades and, as they hurled towards him, dodged and parried their assaults. He couldn't help wondering, after the fight last Sunday, whether Illyria knew how to use knives.

[Open salle]

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Triela was there. It was the first meeting with Leto for blade practice since she got her arm replaced. She was still missing an eye, of course, but she felt like she was pretty close to fully operational.

[future_sandworm]

"Hello, Triela." Having picked up the blades, Leto turned to greet her.

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"Leto," she nodded at him. "I trust you've been well?" Since they'd shared dinner (not a date!) last Thursday.

[future_sandworm]

"I have," he said. "And you? Almost restored?"

[Night!]

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"I'm scheduled to get my eye replaced tomorrow," she nodded.

[future_sandworm]

"You should manage drills today, then," he said, "But I won't spar with you."

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Triela scowled mildly. "Why not? I'm ready, after all." Which was totally why they hadn't put her back on active duty yet.

[future_sandworm]

"Not with full sight on both eyes, you aren't," he replied, smiling. His voice offered no room for argument on that matter though. "How are you doing with your drills?"

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Triela scowled. "Their going fine. And I'm fine." Well, almost fine, anyway.

[future_sandworm]

"Then prove that," he grinned, knowing how Triela usually reacted to challenges.

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That drew a scowl, bu it also worked. Triela shot Leto a glare, but ran through a couple of the exercises he'd taught her with the stiff precision of someone who had both practiced a lot and was concentrating too hard to move smoothly.

[future_sandworm]

"Now relax a little," he said. "You know the movements, trust in that."

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Triela shot him a most unrelaxed glare, but then took a deep breath and closed her eye, trying to gain a sense of calm. Which meant ignoring the fact that Leto was around. She managed it well enough, blocking out his presence in order to focus on the way she was supposed to move.

[future_sandworm]

"Much better," he said. "Are you ready for another one?"

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That drew an exasperated 'what do you think?' look. Of course she was ready! Triela was always ready!

[future_sandworm]

He shot her a grin, then moved through a new sequence, more difficult than the previous ones. First at the correct speed, then a second time slowly.

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Triela watched him intensely. She had always been a fast learner, and that was largely attributable to her ability to focus. Once he'd finished his second run through, Triela tried mimicking it at the slower speed.

She actually did a pretty credible job. She missed some of the more subtle nuances, but the general shape of the sequence she seemed to have down.

[future_sandworm]

"Good," he said. "Now, try again."

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She took a moment to recenter herself and did as ordered, speeding up. She still wasn't getting all of the small details right, but she wasn't having any major problems as she got closer to full-speed.