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Self Defense

Duncan waits at the front. He takes attendance again.

"Okay. Same as last time. Stretch out. Warm up. Pair off, but make sure you pair off with someone different this time."

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Duncan grins fiercely. As he moves to get the weaponry, he notes Parker. "Hold that thought. As soon as she's done kicking my ass, you can have your turn."

"No problem," Angel said. He busied himself with some Tai Chi to stay limber while he waited.

He returns after Parker, wincing a bit once from the last hold he had her demonstrate and then fine. He picks up a well cared for katana and assumes a defensive stance, balanced and waiting to see how Angel will proceed.

(And OOC, here I beg your pardon, because I'm a bit slow on choreography detail.)

Angel noticed that, at least as far as the stance went, Duncan seemed to know what he was doing. "Have a preference on which sword I use? ~~Assuming there's more than one katana to choose from~~"

[ooc: No prob. Not like I know sword fighting. ;) ]

"The one whose balance you're comfortable with."

Angel took his time testing the available swords. He finally picked one that he liked, then went back to face Duncan.

"Been a while since I used a katana," he said. It wasn't a complaint, just friendly chatter.

"No problem. Just don't cut off any parts. It'd upset the principal."

"Do m'best." Angel gave him a salute, then attacked. Nothing vamp-fast or fancy, just getting a feel for who he was up against.

Duncan counters, then presses a quick attack, pressing slightly to see what Angel will do.

Angel's reflexes are quick, but his form isn't as good as it has been or could be. He manages to deflect, but if he didn't have the vamp thing on his side he probably wouldn't have been able to.

Mac holds up a hand for a pause. He demonstrates the proper form for the counter, and he asks Angel to run it with him again, slowly.
(Need to go sleep, Darvocet kicking my ass. More tmw?)

Angel watched Duncan carefully. He nodded once he was ready, then went through the form in half-time.

(Night, and sure!)

Duncan nods in approval. "And full speed." He moves to run it at full speed.

Angel repeated it, getting the move better this time. "Nice. How long you been practicing?"

Huge, happy grin. "Oh, a few years now." He angles for an attack following off the last run.

As before, Angel manages to do okay but his skills are rusty.

"Bad time to point out at the very least I'm not going to get out of breath?"

"Depends. General statement of fact, or challenge?"

"General statement of fact. I don't breathe."

"Cool. When we have a gas attack, we know who we can send in."

"Wouldn't be the first time."

"Someday," he puts some force behind a tricky stroke that could potentially disarm his opponent, "you'll have to tell me about it."

Angel felt the impact of the blow reverberate through his arm. His sword fell out of his hand and twirled aross the floor.

"Some day you'll have to tell me how you know enough to beat a vampire at swordplay."

He salutes Angel. "Practice, practice, practice," he intones. "That, and some great teachers."

"Who taught you?"

He shrugs. "Man's dead now, or I'd refer you."

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