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[will_scarlett]

Will is outside going through his sword forms

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[queenofmay]

Marian had felt better since her morning, a day ago, with Sharon and it had drawn her back to the working area. She had been humming softly as she rounded the corner, carrying the small daggers and hair picks in her hand again.

She hadn't expected to see Will there, but she was watching him with an appraising eye for both the things which were surprising, such as how much his movements reminded her of Robin, and those which weren't, such are where his form would be smoother with time.

[will_scarlett]

Will hears someone approaching and turns sword at the ready from habit though when he sees its Marian, makes the motion into a salute,

"Lady Marian."

[queenofmay]

"Good eve, Will." She gave him a perfunctory smile, with a nod of her head to the sword as she moved more toward the inner area which he was on the outskirts of.

"Your form looks good today."

[will_scarlett]

"Thank ye, try to practice when I can,"

Will's not sure what to do now, there's so much unsaid between them and that doesn't feel right.

As she walks by, he talks a breath and says, "I spoke to Sir Guy, milady."

[iambetadraconis]

An Arabian stallion is watching Will from a considerable distance. From the weapons area you can make out two things: it's a horse and it's black.

He's keeping his distance because his equine panic button has a hair trigger.

More practise should change that and that's why he's here. As a horse.

[will_scarlett]

Will sees the horse out of the corner of his eye as he goes through his forms.

The stables are somewhere in that direction and he's used to horses so he doesn't turn just continues with his routine.

[iambetadraconis]

He'd be insulted if someone thought him a stray horse from the stables!

No. Instead, he's wishing horses had binocular vision.

The man is familiar to the human mind struggling to keep control. And the swordwork is appreciated by said mind.

He moves just a little bit closer, but well out of way of the sword and certainly far enough away to maintain a comfortable flight distance.

[will_scarlett]

As the horse moves closer, Will stills his blade, not wishing to spook the creature and holds his hands palm up,

"Good day, Master 'orse, are ye lost?"

[fencing_prodigy]

Juri appears from the doorway into the Bar. The sunlight is a bit of a shock to her eyes, but she adjusts and makes her way to where she can see Will practicing.

She had asked Bar for a couple training swords and a practice foil. She wasn't sure protection gear was necessary, but could always go back and ask the Bar for some if needed.

She smiles as she approaches, an air of confidence surrounding her. After all, if there is one thing Juri does well, it is fence.

[ooc: I don't have AIM... is there another way to IM you? ^_^]

[will_scarlett]

Will is in the midst of his forms, but he's aware of Juri's approach and turns and salutes her with his blade,

"Good day, milady."

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[fencing_prodigy]

"Good day, Will." She keeps her distance allowing him to finish his forms, and appreciating his skill even with the relatively simple movements.

[will_scarlett]

The routine is finished, Will was taught by Robin and his own style is quick and elegant, but it doesn't have the finished polish have some.

He sheathes the sword and looks at Juri, curious about the foil she holds,

"Ne'er seen such a thin blade as that 'fore."