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[lilyground]

Sorry I haven't been around.

[Everything still hurts, but she's doing... marginally better. Miles better than before, but nowhere near the Lily everyone knows.]

Um. I've been practicing kung-fu...

[It's at this point where Lily realizes she's not saying anything of interest. Nobody cares.]

... Yeah. So, sorry. I'll try to be around more.

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[embattled_angel]

Really? What sort of kung-fu?

I know a little something about martial arts.

[lilyground]

... There's different kinds?

[embattled_angel]

Yep. All sorts.

[lilyground]

Like what?

[embattled_angel]

Well, there's Northern and Southern styles - and those get broken down even further. Southern Praying Mantis, Fujian White Crane....

[lilyground]

[... Lily never thought to ask Master Oogway just what kind of kung-fu she's learning.]

Oh. How are they different?

[embattled_angel]

Depends on the style. It's usually differences in how they apply their attack and defense and the philosophies around them.

[lilyground]

Right.

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