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[skirtindanger]

[outside in front of the dojo, a pair of teens are training! it looks like they've been going through a series of sparring matches for a while, although one of them keeps winning them over and over-- made evident again as he makes another final deck across her face.]

Ow... ugh. I thought you were supposed to help me, not turn me into your personal

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[seestheuniverse]

[watches~]

[skirtindanger]

['scuse me then while I try to get in another hit or two]

[seestheuniverse]

...

[skirtindanger]

[and sometime amongst all this]

-- Oh. ...So you were watching, too?

[seestheuniverse]

I just happened to be walking by. Am I in the way?

[skirtindanger]

Not really. He's just being irritating as usual now.

[seestheuniverse]

Training?

[skirtindanger]

Trying to, anyway.

[seestheuniverse]

You're not used to fighting hand-to-hand, right?

[skirtindanger]

Yeah, you're right. Normally, I do with a weapon.

[seestheuniverse]

I see, I figured as much...

[skirtindanger]

You could tell?

[seestheuniverse]

More or less... I'm used to seeing different people fight with different weapons, so I can sort of tell, I guess.

[skirtindanger]

[a nod] Then that makes sense... When you're around this sort of thing a lot, it gets easier to pick up on.

[seestheuniverse]

What kind of weapon do you normally use?

[skirtindanger]

A scythe. So, you can probably imagine the technique is a lot different.