The Salle; Thursday Morning, after Second Period.

[bound2blade]

Setsuna was feeling a little shocked, but mostly confused, by a rather...positive response to using a sniper rifle in class today. She felt like she was betraying her roots and knew that the only way to make up for it would be a seriously hardcore session in the salle with her nodachi

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[henryoredward]

Henry came into the salle, a little tired from a recent transfromation, but otherwise ready to practice. He was pleasently surprised to see Setsuna there at the same time. "Good morning!"

[bound2blade]

Setsuna finished out a turning move with a fierce chop of her sword, drew in a deep breath, and then raised her eyes to the greeting. She, still breathless, nodded to Henry, blinking a bead of sweat out of her eye. "Good morning, Henry. Here for a bit of training?"

[henryoredward]

Henry went to the locker, and got out Daisuke the practice sword. "Yes, I am. It seems that you've been working very hard." He looked a little embarassed. "Ah, I do not mean that you do not habitually endure difficult practice, it just seems that you have been having a very good session."

[bound2blade]

"I am," Setsuna admitted with a small smile, this time not holding back from wiping the sweat from her brow with her forearm. "I have to make it up to Yuunagi for all the gun practise I've been getting in with class."

[l1ttle_billy]

Still laughing from Jude's protest, Billy came into the Salle, and got two ideas at once.

[bound2blade]

"Billy," Setsuna didn't even halt her turning, slashing forms as she greeted him on his way in.

[l1ttle_billy]

"Hey, fancy a sparring?"

[bound2blade]

Setsuna's head tilted slightly. "Technically, we aren't supposed to spar with live steel," she muttered, thoughtfully, because a spar did sound like fun...