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The Salle - Wednesday morning - 9/23

Fiona hadn't come to the salle for a while, since she had no regular lessons and she'd been trying to find other ways to deal with some of her emotional issues, but she considered this morning a perfect opportunity for a visit.

A sword was pulled out, drills were started... she was trying not to go after the training dummies today, and the drills were helping on their own. The new balance and the slightly different biomechanics were interesting to work through, after all, and the new height felt rather nice as well. As long as she didn't think too hard about the fact that she was, in fact, a man right now, she could actually enjoy this whole mess.

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Before classes, Griff had a bit of a weird feeling about the day and was just sort of wandering to find something to get up to. He blamed his odd feeling on the sheer number of males he'd seen walking in and out of the girl's bathroom.

He spotted someone working in the Salle and took a spot by the wall to watch.

A few minutes after he came in, she turned in one of the drills, saw Griff, and--

THUNK

...all right, she'd have to replace one of the dummies. And possibly figure out how to pull her sword out of it without completely chopping it to bits.

No, she didn't say anything. She was too busy trying to figure out where all the words had gone and which ones she should put together when she found them.

Griff just sort of winced at the destruction of the dummy. "Uh, sorry, didn't mean to distract you there!" He moved to leave, not wanting to get anyone in trouble with the crazy radio girl who's always going on about how to treat the dummies.

"Griff!" finally came out.

"Don't go! You just, um."

"I'm sorry, we've met, then?" He stepped a little closer, having no idea who he was speaking with.

She rolled her eyes just a little before breathing out with a wry little smile. Then she spent the time looking him over, considering what she'd heard on the radio. Only after she was satisfied that he was in one piece did she look up.

"Remember how I went and bought those clothes just in case what happened to you happened to me?"

She plucked at the shirt.

"They're getting use. Fiona. I'm Fiona, Griff."

He was never not in one piece, though a section of his jaw had a dull hint of green bruising if one was looking very closely. Griff, however, was not thinking at all on the previous days. "You...are a. Oh."

Very coherent, this one.

"You didn't notice anyone else today? Or were you just sort of hoping I wouldn't be... like this?"

She looked a little uncomfortable herself, but still staying calm. Or rather, emotionless as was her way. And tall. She was taller in this form.

"Haven't been to class yet. I saw a bunch of new guys, but I had no way to know..." He had no idea why he was defending himself on this. "Are you...okay?"

No need for defense. It was more of a question of curiousity than anything. Fiona wasn't exactly thrilled, but she also wasn't terribly upset.

...of course, having prepared for this and having had to calm down her roommate had helped with that. She was good at staying calm when there was a purpose to it.

"I'm all right. Could be worse," she scratched at her hair with a little grin.

"I kind of like the short hair, but then what will I do when I'm nervous?"

It was a joke, if a lame one. Especially since now that he was here, she wanted a hug or a hand or something and she was reasonably sure she wouldn't be able to get one til at least tomorrow.

"How's your jaw?"

She'd noticed the green.

"No tucking possible," he agreed, getting a good look at it. "Fine, really. Guess that means you heard about that?" Not sleeping at all two nights ago had led to him passing out before radio could get together.

"I did. I would have come by but but then there was this and..." she spread her hands.

"Wasn't sure if this would freak you out. Glad you're okay, though. Karev--"

Was he all right?

"Is as righteous as ever about hitting on whatever women he finds attractive," Griff supplied, watching her hands and wondering if they were very different. "No shutting that trap."

They were a little longer, but mostly the same.

"As long as he's in one piece," she said with a little smile.

"Were you, that is... are you doing anything today?"

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"Just got classes after lunch," he replied, glancing back up to her face. "Did you...have plans?"

"Just some declensions tonight," she said with a shrug.

"Could we do something? Or is this... if it's too weird, you can just say so."

It was weird, but he felt he could suck it up. "Uh, no, it's just weird enough, I think. Want I should stop in or did you want to go out?"

"Whichever. I don't really have anything to do since my classes are done with. And, uh, I've already been down to town about something."

"What were you up to in town?" he wondered.

She grinned, which looked a little more wicked than usual, and shook her head.

"Checking on a present for you... that you are not getting today. Soon, though."

"A present?" The wicked smile was a little scary with him not knowing what this gift was nor where she got it from. "Do I get a hint?"

"It's a version of something I already own. And you've seen it," which she thought was a pretty good hint.

He wondered if it was a camera. He didn't have one of those. "Okay, I'll let you have your surprise then," Griff replied.

That made her smile and she offered her hand for his. She wouldn't presume right now. She knew how weird this could be.

"Have you got enough coffee today?"

"I think I'm due for some more," he answered, hesitating just a little before taking her hand. It was weird. Guys didn't hold hands.

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