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One by one the students would be dropping by on their nicely simulated dojo, only to find Faith already there, stretching. Well, at least it was better than to be greeted by a completely uninterested glance. This time as well she kept it quiet until the time for her class actually started as well; students would notice she was going through the simple kata they had been doing the last class. Being as unresourceful as she was with words, she wasn't about to misuse the few ones she had prepared beforehand; she had prepared her speeches before every class, obviously -even if she had really gotten some unfinished rantings and vague concepts written down before giving up on the idea-. Still, each student would get a small nod as a greeting, and then ordered to sit quietly on the tatami -no chairs this time, but the padded floor was pretty comfortable-, or to stretch as well; as long as they remained silent, it was fine for her.

Once the time for the class to start actually arrived, she got the group sitting in the tatami, and cleared her throat.

"And now it's time for class number two; I expect you have been training all this time."

She didn't, actually, but it was fun to make them feel guilty.

"Last time we got into the basics, and saw our first kata; was it hard? Simple? You think you can take something stronger? At least for those without experience, the approach was probably a pain in the ass." Faith smirked. "That was the idea, but for I got to see you all are more or less familiar with martial arts, which is a still kind counts no matter how little real time experience you have ever had." Oh Faith, you were such a bad, bad person. "Anyway, this second class was thought to be focused entirely on learning a new kata, but come on, you didn't sign into this class to do the same stuff all the time. So, while we will be seeing another kata indeed, and I promise this one will be more of a challenge, perhaps, I'll also test your overall fighting skills; one by one I'll be having a one-on-one with you." Malicious smiles ensued here as Faith walked around the group. "This won't be a real fight, and I'll be letting you land some attacks on me, actually, but this will serve for me to be able to point your weak spots, so you can keep them in mind if you ever need to defend yourselves. The TA is not exempt of this little excercise." Why hello, Wes, Faith was smiling at you.

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Faith's head tilted inquisitively. "What would that mean? Would it made it harder, more resistant, stronger, or just impervious to damage?" Because a shield could mean all that stuff, and more.

"Impervious to damage, yes, but more importantly, it would protect you." Karla held up her hand, extending her snake tooth up from under her nail. "It's poisonous and if you're scratched, you'll die."

Possibly. Venom versus Slayer constitution. Kind of a toss up.

"I'm in full control of it, though I'd prefer to not take chances if I don't have to."

Venom versus Slayer constitution. Faith was awesome and reckless, but not an idiot. No, really; she wasn't.

"Sounds like one fine idea. Put that shield all over you, then?" To teach someone that couldn't get hurt...priceless. "If you can actually do that, of course."

"Are you sure?" Karla said. "I mean, I can and all, but...you really want me to?"

Somehow she'd pictured this involving a lot more of her getting flung across the room or something.

"If it won't make it as I were punching granite, do it. You want to learn, right? I can teach you better if you don't get hurt." And it was funnier that way. For her, not Karla.

"I'm honestly not sure," Karla said, grinning a bit. "Most of the time, when people are punching me, I'm not too concerned how gentle my shield is on their hands."

She pulled up her shields, since Faith had insisted. They sparkled Sapphire for a heartbeat or two and then vanished. "Maybe a softer punch fist?" she suggested.

"Hmm..."

Faith walked over to Karla, and extended a hand with all the intention to pinch her cheek. Not too strong, but heck if she didn't think it wouldn't be embarrassing for the girl.

Karla just raised an eyebrow as Faith's hand was stopped scant millimeters from her cheek. The shield's surface was unyielding, but not particularly hard. Faith probably wouldn't want to punch Karla at full strength; however gloves or even a bit of cloth around her knuckles would probably prevent any bruising.

"You know, I would probably try to hit you just for that," Karla said.

Hm, so it offered some resistance. "That idea is that you try to his me, actually." She declined on the pink, and went for a poke on the girl's forehead, considering the shield and everything. A strong punch would probably get some feel...but Karla was relatively safe.

"Come on, fight with me. Don't try to end it in one move though."

"Yeah, somehow I don't think that will be a problem," Karla muttered. Unless her shield went down completely, Karla wouldn't feel any of the blows or kicks Faith landed, though flying across the room would probably still hurt.

She let Faith poke her on the shield right over her forehead and swung. Except the punch was just a feint, and she pivoted to the side to lash out with a kick.

Faith had a fraction of a second to consider she needed to stop underestimating all her small students. Scully had managed to tackle her once, after all. The kick connected, and actually Faith felt that. It didn't stop her from getting a hold of Karla's ankle, rising the girl's leg enough to compromise her balance. Her grip would have hurt her if her shields were one. Hurt as in 'close to crush the ankle'.

"Okay, you hit me, but I got you. What now?" This was the only wat she knew how to teach. Well, teach.

Karla tried to get her hands beneath her to steady her balance and then kicked out with her free leg, aiming not towards Faith's head, but her throat.

Lucivar had said, time and time again, to aim for the throat. It had a harder time dodging.

Sometimes Faith had to appreciate the fact she was a Slayer. Not that she didn't know she was made to kick ass all the time, but getting a kick in the throat was something that would have send anyone. And it hurt, actually; she was giving Karla too much space. The hit connected, she staggered a bit -and tried to breath from her nose for a few moments- but her hand didn't let og of her ankle. Instead of that, her wrist twitched, and with it Karla's leg, her center of gravity, everything. Down.

She was already floating, in a way, actually, so Faith only added a twist to it.

Rubbing her throat, Faith took a bit of distance. "Good, I wasn't expecting that. You have some fine killer instinct in you." And she needed to remind herself that sucker punching the students was a bad idea. "Okay, let's put those shields to work." By the time Faith said that she was already sending a low kick at Karla's legs, trying to keep the girl on the ground as much as she could.

"Lucivar would be so pleased," Karla murmured, trying to scramble back to her feet. Just in time to get kicked in the legs and sent sprawling again.

That was less fun than one could hope. Rather than trying to get up again, Karla rolled away, trying to get a bit of distance between them.

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