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Karate, Gym, June 28th, Wednesday Morning

"Morning, everyone," Tommy greets. "Today's lesson is going to be on the Squirrel style." He gestures to a table at the front of the room, upon which are laid out several different kinds of weapons (practice weapons, of course. nothing live here.)- both traditional and, well... not. There's also a row of practice dummies set up at one end of the room.

"The Squirrel style is all about using whatever you can pick up at the time," Tommy explains. "Sometimes, you may have a sword, or other conventional weapon. Sometimes... you may not," he says, as he picks up a set of measuring cups and whips towards a practice dummy.

[ooc: handwave whatever you want to find to use as a weapon!]

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Pip nodded to Phoebe. "Bonjur."

Phoebe smiled. "Hey, Pip. Feel like working with me?"

Pip popped his neck. "Sure. Ever do anything like this before?"

Phoebe shook her head. "Never."

"Well then," Pip said, assuming a fighting stance with a child's jump rope. "This should be intersting."

Phoebe is holding two wooden spoons, one in each hand. "Or amusing, one of the two."

"Or possibly both," Pip responded. He swung the jumprope down at Phoebe's legs in an attempt to trip her up.

Phoebe jumped away and then bent down and darted in to hit his thigh.

Pip jumped back and continued swinging the jump rope around before he cracked it forward like a whip at Phoebe.

He really hoped she'd dodge this one.

Phoebe dodged, but the end of it still caught her in the shoulder. She winced - that could bruise - but then she grinned and flicked one of the wooden spoons at Pip's shoulder.

Pip dodged out of the way, falling to the ground where he swept his leg around to try and trip Phoebe again.

This time, Phoebe did trip to the ground, but she was grinning this time and jumped back up to wait for him to get to his feet.

Pip leapt to his feet and assumed a ready pose again. He motioned with his hand like that guy in The Grid.

Phoebe wanted to giggle at that, but she didn't. Instead, she moved at him, dropping her shoulder at the last moment to try to hit him in the stomach.

Pip grunted as he took the first part of the impact, but he grabbed her arms and twisted the tackle into a throw.

Good thing Phoebe had learned to land from being thrown when she had pissed of Crowley that time. She let herself go limp and drop, although she hit her shoulder again. Damn it.

She rolled to her feet and grabbed up the two wooden spoons again, thrwoing them in quick succession.

She hoped he dodged them or that they didn't hit him somewhere that would hurt a lot.

Pip rolled out of the way of one of the spoons, but wasn't quick enough to dodge the other, which caught him in the shoulder.

He grunted, leapt to his feet, and kicked the jump rope up into his hands.

Phoebe had an idea and it probably wasn't a good one.

When he kicked the rope into his hands, she grabbed one end and yanked.

Pip, unfortunately, was too well grounded for that to work.

Plus, he was taller, heavier, and had greater upper body strength than Phoebe. He resisted the pull and tugged back.

Phoebe let go and dropped to her back sweeping a foot at his ankle.

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