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[plaaaaants]

Kinda miss the old fencing club.

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[paintherin]

Don't you have any sparring partners on the ship?

[plaaaaants]

I keep trying to convince Pavel - Mr. Chekov, that is - but he would rather play on the simulators. In answer to your question, no, I have not yet found a sparring partner. *:(*

[paintherin]

I would offer to learn, but I'm afraid I'm not that coordinated.

[plaaaaants]

Oh, it's not too hard! You might be good at it, you never know!

[paintherin]

Er. Well, I'm not sure.

[plaaaaants]

Maybe I could try teaching you. See if you like it? *would really like a sparring partner :(*

[paintherin]

-- Well. I suppose that wouldn't be so bad.

[plaaaaants]

*grins excitedly- finally a potential incredibly attractive sparring partner!* That's great! We can start whenever you'd like!

[paintherin]

(checks her P.A.D.D.) I have break in a little bit.

[plaaaaants]

I'll get everything ready. *grins, starting down the hall, still facing her* Meet me at the gym when you get your break? We can go over some of the basics!

[paintherin]

-- Oh. Yes! Okay. I-- I'll be there.

[plaaaaants]

Good! Good. I'll see you. *beams, giving a small excited wave before turning around and hurrying towards his room on the way to the gym*

[paintherin]

(leaves to finish up her work, making a couple of deliveries, before heading to the gym, a bounce in her step)

[plaaaaants]

*has changed into some of the gym clothes, practicing with one of the practice swords he brought, concentrating*

[paintherin]

(peeks her head in, dressed in more comfortable clothes herself)

H-hello.

[plaaaaants]

*looks up at her voice, grinning at the sight of her* Tina! *seriously so excited* I'm so happy you came.