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[emperorshand.livejournal.com]

WHO: emperorshand and speedofnaked
WHERE: Mara's handy little warehouse!
WHEN: Sunday evening!
WARNINGS: Just girls being girls. I mean, fighting
SUMMARY: Former Dark!Avengers hanging and sparring!
FORMAT: actionspam!



[ She liked Terra well enough. The girl was naiive, but it was obvious she wanted to learn more about the way of the world. The one thing that had impressed Mara during their time under Mr. Osborn was that the girl was very skilled in more than just her power. She'd invited her for some relaxed sparring, a gesture to keep their skills sharp, and keep in touch. It was always good to keep connections open.

She had a few blades on a table, and her lightsaber at her belt. She was used to the weight of a metal blade, by now, but there was nothing better than still waving around the light, elegant blade of a lightsaber. ]

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[diesarock]

[ It was an easy enough place to find, and with time enough to get there Terra didn't have to waste much energy on warping around, trying to get a bearing on addresses. She had a couple of her own blades hanging from her belt, and one borrowed from Zelgadis -- well. Sort of borrowed, really. It'd originally been her sword, given to him for what she felt was an inevitable conflict, but she doubted he'd pick a fight in the few hours she was gone.

There would be words if he did.

At any rate: Terra arrived right on time, the click of her heels on the solid floor a better greeting than her wave. ]

[emperorshand.livejournal.com]

[ Her head swung to the door from her relaxed position, and she smiled at the young woman when she entered. She lifted her hand in greeting, and stood from her seat at the far end of the room. ]

Hey. Glad you could make it.

[diesarock]

Thanks for inviting me.

[ She neither quickens nor slows her pace, footsteps still an even metronome. When she notices the array of weapons, Terra can't help a smile.

She really likes swords okay. ]

[emperorshand.livejournal.com]

No problem, we haven't seen each other for a while, I thought this might be nice.

[ She grins at her enthusiasm, and walks over to the weapons. There's a variety of swords on the table. Anything from katanas to scimitars, and even a broadsword, although she was never a fan of the big, heavy blades. ]

You preferred the rapier, right?