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Behind The Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

"Today," Arthur announced, "We are returning to a mainstay of our reserves. Sparring. Some of you have done this before, some of you haven't yet: find a partner with a skillset fundamentally different from your own, and face one another. See about each other's strengths and each other's weaknesses. Discuss it afterwards. See what you can learn."

A pause.

"Also, I'd like to have your ideas about a potential invasion drill we might be running. Obviously, if we do stage such a drill, it won't be exactly as discussed here, but you are all welcome to bring your own notes and such to the table. Thank you."

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Eat, drink, be merry, listen.

Find a partner with skills unlike your own, spar, and discuss.

Anyone have any ideas?

When they ping in.

A quickie post since school has my head spinning today.

Arthur was there, hanging back and considering the troops.

She had her tree back today!

Ino was very pleased about that fact as she nibbled on a sandwich and thought about what he was going on about.

Sparring? Awesome. Kennedy had been out patrolling regularly for the past several nights with nothing to show for it, which-- of the good, on one hand, but on the other, not so much for taking her off edge. Supposedly everything had been resolved, but she wasn't convinced enough to completely stand down yet.

Constance had missed out on a major opportunity to wind her Potential down a few impatient notches by not telling her how the regular patrols she wasn't technically supposed to do anyway would put a serious cramp in her social life.

So yeah, Kennedy was a little tired-looking and tense, but at least there was food on hand, and she was holding onto a gargantuan red eye from the Perk that wasn't going to last long at this rate.

Unlike certain cranky and annoying Potential Slayers in the vicinity, Tahiri was in a fairly good mood -- perceptibly better than she'd been in for quite a while, maybe -- even if she was worried about Ben and Karla and Ender. (Mildly worried; it'd only been a day, at least from her point of view. Then again, she knew how weird time got every time she headed out.)

She'd missed out on Fight Club last weekend, and given the differences in her reactions and mentality already, a spar would be interesting.

Jacob grabbed a sandwich while he considered what exactly would be considered a fundamentally different form from his own. He hadn't exactly sparred before.

Venezuela still on her mind, Fiona was nonetheless at the meeting this week. It was an improvement from her self-assigned exile, but she still kept to the corners of the meeting and tried to be unobtrusive.

Fiona was being Antisocial (tm), mostly looking around at the others as opposed to seeking out a partner.

By the end of the meeting, she finally worked up the gumption to walk over to Arthur. It was something of a different girl than he might remember. She mostly kept her eyes down and one arm was wrapped around her own waist self-consciously.

"I have some notes. Things. Schematics. Been working on them. You're welcome to them."

"For reserves assignments?" Arthur inquired, lightly. She was giving him no reason to be particularily cruel, after all.

She nodded.

"Like you said. Hypotheticals based on some of the creatures I've been studying. The people on the reserves. Previous battles."

Arthur considered that, then gave her an aquiescing nod. "Sounds... thorough," he decided. "Good thinking. Do you have it on paper, by any chance...?"

Arthur already failed miserably at dealing with televisions. He never wanted to see a computer in his life.

She nodded.

"Typed up."

On her old typewriter, in fact. The last few weeks had been a lot of returning to old habits and old favorites.

"And a few maps."

"We'll see about lining those up with the ones that were made over the past year," Arthur decided. "Perhaps leave some kind of manual behind for the next bunch to power through the island."

Another quick nod.

This was... just to get things done. Necessary for everyone's safety. Her fingers pressed into the flesh of her arm, nervous, before her hand flicked up to push a curl behind her ear.

"I'll bring them next week," she told him.

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Arthur offered her another, good-natured nod. "Good," he said, "That'll be a help." Hopefully.

"See you next week," was all she said, though it came with a flicker of a smile.

Then she turned around and headed off, since the meeting was over.

Leto was here too, if anyone wanted to talk to him.

Dinah was in a better mood compared to yesterday, and was considering who to approach about sparring.

"I take it you have plenty of ideas for the invasion drill," Leto said, his voice neutral.

"I have my fair share," Arthur agreed, lightly. "Care to contribute?"

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