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Peter arrived at the salle probably quite a bit earlier than he needed to, but he wanted to make sure everything was set up. Even if everything wasn't all that much.

Once people arrived, he nodded and started introductions. "I think I know most of you, but I'm Peter Pevensie. I'm a knight of my country, and I fight with a longsword and with a shield. I know some of you have been training for years and some have never picked up a blade before, so shall we go around, do introductions to get to know each other and start planning for what people want to do for the rest of the semester?"

"Would you tell your name, what type of swordwork - if any - you've studied in the past, and what you are hoping to learn?"

After introductions, he smiled again. "Quickly, some rules we've developed in the salle. The salle is for training purposes only. Working with another student or working your own forms or moves. Any sparring ought to be done up in the gym where there's more space and more people around. This is partially because unless there are very special circumstances, all sparring should be done with practice blades. No one needs to be seriously injured as a result of training. You've probably noticed that we share space somewhat with the gun range. They do get loud so if anyone has more ideas to dull the noise other than the makeshift barrier and fabrics we've put on the walls, please make the suggestion. And finally, the salle isn't open all hours like the gym. It's open 10am - 6pm on the weekdays and 12-4 on the weekends. Sadly, if you want to practice outside of those hours, you need to do it in the gym with a practice blade." He grinned. "Unless your name is Alanna. That's all I have for today unless someone has any questions or a suggestion."

[OOC: Wait for the OCD if you please]

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Not one to leave an opening, Zuko brought his sword in and lightly tapped Peter's side.

Back in guard, Peter shook his head. "Point to you. You're fast." He danced back into range and, staying on his toes, threw a high feint towards Zuko's right shoulder then a full strike towards his hip.

"I had a lot of training," Zuko replied. The feint threw him, but he jumped back, darting out of the way. Right away he moved back in, this time concentrating on striking with both swords at Peter's side.

Peter parried the blades smoothly, pushing them out of the way with the greater weight of his longsword. Then, twisting his wrist sharply, he snaked a slice of his own at Zuko's ribcage.

Still slightly off balance from the blocking, Zuko was unprepared for the sharp angle and the sword hit. "Not bad," Zuko admitted reluctantly, stepping back.

"I had a lot of training," Peter replied with a smile. He took a step back. "Shall we continue or call it a draw with a definite rematch?"

"A rematch sounds good," Zuko agreed, putting his swords back in their sheath.

Peter sheathed his sword and bowed slightly to Zuko. "That was a good match. Thank you."

Zuko returned the bow. "It was. It is good knowing there are people I can practice with here."

"I feel the same way," Peter replied, smiling.

Maybe this whole club thing might actually be a good thing. Not that Zuko was going to say that out loud. "Until next week then."

"Next week it is. Have a good one," Peter said with a nod before bending to stretch his back.

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