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fandomhigh2015-04-16 08:59 am
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomhigh2015-04-16 08:59 am
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Self Defense, Thursday
"All right, so it's exam week next week," Atton said. "I'm going to make you guys run a gauntlet, so today's practice hour."
He pointed to the holographic dummies in the corner. "Getting out of holds," he said, then he pointed towards the range with the moving targets, "Shooting," then he pointed towards the guard standing in front of a door, "Getting away," and then at the stationary dummies, "Hitting things."
He eyed the class.
"Or you can grab a partner and practice fighting again. Keep your shirts on, though. Go."
So he could get back to the important business of 1) looking like he didn't want to be here, and 2) trying not to look like he'd barely gotten any sleep last night.
He pointed to the holographic dummies in the corner. "Getting out of holds," he said, then he pointed towards the range with the moving targets, "Shooting," then he pointed towards the guard standing in front of a door, "Getting away," and then at the stationary dummies, "Hitting things."
He eyed the class.
"Or you can grab a partner and practice fighting again. Keep your shirts on, though. Go."
So he could get back to the important business of 1) looking like he didn't want to be here, and 2) trying not to look like he'd barely gotten any sleep last night.
Practice - Shooting Range