let's conspire to ignite;1inagenerationMay 6 2009, 21:10:22 UTC
Okay, starting now? Buffy is officially On Break. No, don't look at her like that Niko. And it's not like she has any students right now. It's a slow night and she's got time to kill until nine.
But having time to kill didn't mean that she had time to watch some Twilight Zone with a tub of popcorn or maybe Ben and Jerry's. Sadly enough, time to kill meant training- because she could just picture Giles' face right now. If he were here he'd tell her about the importance of being DILIGENT and having CONSTANT VIGILANCE for the next time the world is going to explode and she has to stick sharp pieces of wood in various grr, argh monsters to stop that from happening.
Buffy starts with a few quick stretches. Leaning down to touch her palms to the floor, sliding into a perfect pair of splits, maybe a backflip or two. At least it's familiar, routine- and there's some comfort in that.
let's conspire to ignite;twodogsfightingMay 6 2009, 21:37:34 UTC
It was like stepping into a small piece of Japan and put Logan immediately at his ease. It was even difficult to find traditional dojo like this in modern Japan. He could hear a few people inside, but he wasn't here to disturb. Taking off his heavy boots at the door, he left them out front and padded inside to take a look around.
He'd still prefer to do his morning forms outside, but this wouldn't be a bad place to bring Rachel and Kitty, when she was better. The young blond stretching caught his eye as one of the few around and he leant against a firm pillar to watch idly.
let's conspire to ignite;1inagenerationMay 6 2009, 21:46:40 UTC
"Hi, can I help you with something?" on a normal person's terms, Logan may not have made much noise, but slayer senses were a good thing to have in a City like this. Buffy turns to glance at him, leaning against a pillar. It was kind of late for another visitor, and call it intuition, but Buffy was getting the feeling that he was not quite he appeared to the eye.
Or, you know, he could be some random guy who really wanted to learn how to fence.
"...I should probably insert a line here about classes- unless you're here for practicing in which case the intact punching bags are in that corner over there." It could be more accurately stated that they were the punching bags she had left intact this week.
One day, she was going to give Niko a heart attack.
let's conspire to ignite;twodogsfightingMay 6 2009, 22:04:00 UTC
Fencing was one thing he wasn't very good at. Kendo, sure, fencing not so much. But then, he'd never had a fencing teacher like Master Ogun.
The girl was moving just a little too fast, a little too strong for human, but that was nothing extrodinary in this City. People didn't have to be mutants to have powers, after all, just look at Peter Parker, but it would still be rude to ask.
"Nope, just takin' a look around," Logan replied, stoic as ever. "This place always open to sparring?" He straightened once again and gave the wooden pillar a little pat. He could come to like this place.
let's conspire to ignite;1inagenerationMay 6 2009, 22:12:13 UTC
"I guess? I mean, provided there's a spar-ee. I guess you missed the rush hour." the concept was laughable in itself- what rush hour? At best, the dojo had maybe 10 or so people in it at once, and that's if a class was going on. If Buffy had to take a guess, she'd say that the painfully Spartan interior had something to do with it.
Buffy would volunteer herself but if he actually did turn out to be human she didn't want to be responsible for accidentally...breaking something.
let's conspire to ignite;twodogsfightingMay 6 2009, 22:23:54 UTC
"Nah, don't worry about that, I just know a few kids who'll need a place to practice."
He was sure Kitty and Rachel would be thrilled with the idea. He had been accused of underestimating people in the past, but he didn't expect this girl to turn out to be an ancient martial arts master.
But hey, he'd been wrong before.
As far as Logan was concerned, the fewer people around the better. Nobody needed a crowd watching when they were trying to practice. The clean, traditional lines were a thing of beauty.
But having time to kill didn't mean that she had time to watch some Twilight Zone with a tub of popcorn or maybe Ben and Jerry's. Sadly enough, time to kill meant training- because she could just picture Giles' face right now. If he were here he'd tell her about the importance of being DILIGENT and having CONSTANT VIGILANCE for the next time the world is going to explode and she has to stick sharp pieces of wood in various grr, argh monsters to stop that from happening.
Buffy starts with a few quick stretches. Leaning down to touch her palms to the floor, sliding into a perfect pair of splits, maybe a backflip or two. At least it's familiar, routine- and there's some comfort in that.
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He'd still prefer to do his morning forms outside, but this wouldn't be a bad place to bring Rachel and Kitty, when she was better. The young blond stretching caught his eye as one of the few around and he leant against a firm pillar to watch idly.
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Or, you know, he could be some random guy who really wanted to learn how to fence.
"...I should probably insert a line here about classes- unless you're here for practicing in which case the intact punching bags are in that corner over there." It could be more accurately stated that they were the punching bags she had left intact this week.
One day, she was going to give Niko a heart attack.
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The girl was moving just a little too fast, a little too strong for human, but that was nothing extrodinary in this City. People didn't have to be mutants to have powers, after all, just look at Peter Parker, but it would still be rude to ask.
"Nope, just takin' a look around," Logan replied, stoic as ever. "This place always open to sparring?" He straightened once again and gave the wooden pillar a little pat. He could come to like this place.
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Buffy would volunteer herself but if he actually did turn out to be human she didn't want to be responsible for accidentally...breaking something.
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He was sure Kitty and Rachel would be thrilled with the idea. He had been accused of underestimating people in the past, but he didn't expect this girl to turn out to be an ancient martial arts master.
But hey, he'd been wrong before.
As far as Logan was concerned, the fewer people around the better. Nobody needed a crowd watching when they were trying to practice. The clean, traditional lines were a thing of beauty.
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