look at dis chicken soup sisterly bonding moment.

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Characters: Lightning Farron, Serah Farron

Setting/Location: Dojo, inside the caravan

Date & Time: backdated to Day 9, sometime in the afternoon?

Warnings: nadamente!

Summary: Serah wants to be able to fight some baddies if need be. Older falcon-punching sister to the rescue, obviously.

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Serah Farron was many things, but she wasn’t a fighter

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She had just slipped into a quiet, meditative state mulling over the past events since waking up on the caravan when she caught the familiar sound of the dojo doors opening and closing. They tended to make a small creaking noise that she had slowly become adjusted too--and she cracked her eyes accordingly to watch Serah walk into the room

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Serah shook her head. “I figured you'd know more about what's best for this kind of thing than I would

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Lightning nodded, backing away from the supply closet as she took off her belt and holster pack to leave her gunblade on the sidelines.

"Alright, we'll tackle some preliminary defense tactics first. Maybe work on your basic throws and grapples."

She considered taking her jacket off for better flexibility but thought against it. It's not as if she was going to fight Serah, and this was a more educational journey than it was a practice run in a fight to the death, right? Battle instincts were embedded a little too deeply in Light's mind at this point, and she faintly shook her head before continuing