The Salle; Friday Morning [ 07/23 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Without class today and considering how much he'd been exercising his brain through his research, Alexander was up early this morning (as he was every morning, really, a habit hard and fast from years of waking before the crack of dawn), and had headed to the salle for a bit of practicing. He had woefully been neglecting his forms and, as he found a foil to work with, he amused himself with thoughts of his master back home, shaking his head in dismay at the prince's neglect.

It was a little strange at first to go into battling an imaginary opponant rather than his master or, on the rarer than she would like occassion, Rosella, but he soon got a rhythm going that had him in smooth practice and movement.

"Parry! Parry! Thrust! Block!"

And, yes, he called them out. It helped him to remember, since he'd only known them for such a short while, and, so far, he was mostly alone, anyway.

[[ open salle is open! ]]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"And swash like one." Dinah gave his hand a look of merry mistrust, then sighed and reached for it. If he was going to try to pull her down, he was going to be in for it. But he seemed too nice for that, even for a pretend pirate.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Silly Dinah; of course Alexander was going to try to pull her down! You didn't have to be a pretend pirate to want to go for that move, hoping to pull her down while pulling himself up. He'd done the move a few times on Rosella, until she wised up and it stopped working.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Eee! Alexander--!"

Dinah was being yanked down, but this not being her first rodeo, she yanked back, and dropped her sword to reach out and grab his knee, laughing.

"Pirate!"

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Which effectively halted his progress, but not his laughter, not by a long shot, and he fell right back to where he was.

"Look who's talking!" he countered. "You seem to know an awful lot about pirating yourself, Miss Lance! Pot calling the kettle black? Trying to root out your adversaries by catching them red handed, are you?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I'd never be a pirate," Dinah said loftily. Or tried to, through the snickers. "I'd be a ninja. If I were going to be anything. Ha!" She pointed at him. "Best two out of three?"

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Best two out of three," Alexander said, nodding solemnly, and then shrugging, holding out his hands as if giving over control to the fate of the universe. "It must be so. After all, it is destined to be settled now, as the stakes have just been made clear to me. A supposed pirate and a possible ninja; why, is it not said that such battles between them must be epic by default?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Exactly!"

Dinah grinned, and got back into position, gleeful. This could take a while.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander also got back to his feet, dusted himself off, and settled into position after what he felt was a properly roguishly pirate-like twirl of his foil.

He struck the pose. "And so it begins!" he said, and charged forward with a gleeful thrust.