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[fn_rebel]

Characters: Jet, Ty Lee
When: December 14.
Where: Queen Anne's Row -> The Lake
Rating: PG - PG-13?
Summary: Jet wanted to spar, Ty Lee offered. Only-- he kind of knows where she's from now.

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[beatsupboys]

Ty Lee was ready, right at the time she said she would be. No sense in keeping a cute boy waiting, after all! Especially one who was going to spar with her, which meant that she'd be given ample opportunities to show off.

At the knock, she bounced to the door, not thinking to leave a note or anything that would tell Sokka where she was going. After all, Jet was his friend; he was cool. It wasn't like they'd be doing anything dangerous, and even if they were, she could handle it.

"Hi!" she said cheerily. "Ready to go?"

[fn_rebel]

He was glad for the quick answer. He was glad there was no Sokka to answer to, too. Then again, would the boy even know that Jet knew more about Ty Lee than he let on? It was a thought he pushed to the back of his mind. For now, all he had to do was amuse her. Then spar. Then-- he didn't even know.

The paralysis thing kind of freaked him out, though. It was foreign.

"Yeah, c'mon, I'll show you the way." With a nod in the general direction, he started walking. "You said something about pressure points?"

[beatsupboys]

"Oh, yeah!" Ty Lee started up after him, catching up and then keeping stride. "I can do a few things with them, but I don't think you want me to in a spar! If I froze your limbs, it'd take a while to get them moving again..."

[fn_rebel]

"How long?" He paused before looking over to her. He wasn't seething anymore, so it was a lot easier to hide his sudden disgust with her. He glanced at the handles of his blades as a way of gesturing them to her.

"And how do you think we should go about this? I wouldn't wanna cut you." Yes he would.