Fencing Club: Salle, 5pm

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

This week, it wasn't Peter opening up the salle for the fencing club. Hamlet was there, and had already set up the towels and practice weapons. There was also a jug of what looked conspicuously like McDonald's Orange Drink (now with 20% less Soylent Orange!) and a small stack of paper cups on a table off to the side.

"Good evening. I'm your rarely seen co-captain of the fencing club. Peter is indisposed this evening, so it's my task to keep things running on schedule. I don't have anything in particular planned for fencing club today, so you're free just warm up, and practice sparring by yourself or with someone else, as you see fit."


[OOC: Plz to be waiting for OCD threads. Finished! Have at it.]

Comments

Re: Fencing (3/12) Work Out

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

It was perhaps a good thing that Buffy wasn't handling anything sharp at the moment. She waved the practice sword around.

Re: Fencing (3/12) Work Out

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's just antsy enough to really want to spar. "Hey, Buffy." She cocked an eyebrow. "Up for a match?"

Re: Fencing (3/12) Work Out

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

Buffy beamed. "Sure!"

Re: Fencing (3/12) Work Out

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker bowed with a smile, then set her feet, practice sword at the ready. "Whenever you want."