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The students had been noticed ~~handwavily~~ that the class would take place in the Danger Shop. Once they arrived they would see the place looked pretty much like a dojo, and nothing else. Leaning on one of the pillars was the teacher, who didn't acknowledge or react to the students arriving until the time for her class started; for some Faith was probably just another student.

Once the time had come, Faith parted from the pillar, placing herself in front of the class.
"So, this is the deal."

She was wearing some casual clothes; comfortable enough to move freely, but nothing too excersise-oriented like, as it didn't go with her. The more perceptive students would notice she was probably as tense as them, but for the others she was just overly silent, and a little creepy. The first thing Faith did was motion everyone to sit down in the middle of the tatami. "My name is Faith; Faith Lehane. You will refer to me as Faith, and if I ever hear you calling me teacher or Ms. Lehane, I'll make your life a living hell. Where I come from, supernatural creatures like to lurk in the dark, and it's my job of sorts to hunt them down. The term for people like me is Slayer...and that's all you need to know." There, she was properly introduced now ."This is a course of self defense, as it's name tells. On every class we'll see different aspects of self defense and fighting techniques, from simple stuff to some other more complicated, but don't expect me to teach you how to kill a dude with your thumb only, or some secret martial arts shit; if you are here you probably feel like your strength isn't what you would want it to be, and so you need to learn some tricks to get your ass into gear if you need it." At that point she clapped once, rubbing her hands together.

"Well then, you came to the right place. Since this is the first class, we'll just go with the very basics, but before..." And this is when she smirked at them. "I want you all to stand up, say your name, reason to be here, and who do you want to beat the crap out some day."

And once they were done with it, Faith moved on to the actual course.

"Kihon is a Japanese term meaning "basics" or "fundamentals." The term is used to refer to the basic techniques that are taught and practiced as the foundation of most Japanese martial arts.

The practice and mastery of kihon is essential to all advanced training,　and includes the practice of correct body form and breathing, while practicing basics such as stances, punches, kicks, blocks, and thrusts, but it also includes basic representative kata. You want to learn your kata pretty damn well.

Kihon techniques tend to be practiced often, in many cases during each practice session; these will work as our warm-up. They are considered fundamental to mastery and improvement of all movements of greater complexity. Kihon in martial arts can be seen as analogous to basic skills in, for example, basketball. Professional NBA players continue to practice dribbling, passing, free throws, jump shots, etc. in an effort to maintain and perfect the more complex skills used during a basketball game. Practice makes the master."

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Sick, uh-huh. Faith was nowhere near the original version, but she knew how to spot a girl with lousy body balance, and had had enough contact with magic to get an idea of what could cause that. But then again, Scully was from a world where Faith would be locked in some mental institution -which made it different from her own world how?-, so she had no idea, really.

For now she was just giving her a serious look.

"If you are not feeling alright, take a break; nobody is passing out in my class unless I am the cause of that."

"I'm fine," Scully protested automatically, and Mulder's voice in her head snorted and said Scully, if you have to lie, why do you have to do it so badly? She rubbed her head, then sighed. "But a break... might help me reassess." Still red, she looked down at her hands, then clenched them into fists. Too young. Not as steady as they used to be. "It's been a while."

"..." This was weirdly similar to certain time... "I once ended up in someone else's body", said out loud, not really talking to Scully -although there was nobody else to talk to anyway-. "It was awfully weird, having different size and weight. She and I are pretty much the same, so in a way I got used pretty fast, but yeah, it's not nice when your world suddenly changes." And believe it or not, she was still clueless regarding Scully's situation.

"What's been a while?"

The wide-eyed, jolted look on Scully's face faded after 2.3 seconds, but it had still been there. Followed by an attempt at skepticism, not curiosity, and then preoccupation as Scully considered the parallels. "Since I've had time to work out like this," she said absently, half-lie, half-truth. "Things have been... busy. Moving. New school." She shook her head, dismissing the half-lies before saying, "How did that happen to you?"

Questioning the how, now. Not if. What a difference a week makes.

"Hey, I just arrived to the island, so I get your point. Even when where I come from is full of weird shit, some things I can't help but just stare." Like past versions of fellow Slayers, and knowing that the dead girlfriend of a ...friend of sorts was pretty much alive, and most likely doing the actual girlfriend of said friend of sorts, which meant none of them had ever met Willow.

Ouch, headache.

"I...sort of did it on purpose." And then she was giving here a pretty serious look. "I'm not particularly a saint, and in the past...well..."

Scully's expression became evaluating, and it occurred to her that whatever the mechanism-- magic or science too advanced for Faith to describe-- it meant that there might be a way to reverse what happened to her, without tracking down either the members of the Consortium (her theory) or the djinnayah (Mulder's protests) responsible.

Faith's defense caught up to her ruminations, though, she gave the teacher a penetrating look. "You must have wanted to be someone else fairly badly, to do that." Or just to not be herself? "Would it be possible to do that again?"

This girl had quite the faces. While it wasn't entirely easy to tell what was going behind those eyes, Faith was starting to regret mentioning her little mischief between her a Buffy

"You could say that."

Ambiguous answer was ambiguous.

Scully wanted to ask more, to follow up, but... no way to do that without seeming obvious. And maybe there'd be a better time to ask Faith about it in private. And it wouldn't be fair to ask her to explain about her own choices in class like that.

Strange. Even with all Faith had said about herself, there were things too difficult to ask. "I'd like to talk about that again. Sometime." She took a breath and centered herself "But kihon first."

"Office hours, tomorrow. Don't know when, but I'll be stuck in the office number thirty for a number of hours. Come if you want- It might not be a nice talk, but it's all I've got."

Because little Scully seemed to be in some predicament, and apparently Faith had something she might want to know. Well, maybe.

"This is your warm-up on every session, so you might wanna get used to it."

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