xp_logs | Logan and Sarah: Training

The day after Logan's spar-turned-fight with Betsy, he and Sarah head down to the Fencing Hall for some training.

Practically running to meet Logan for her training, she stopped with a skid in front of him in the hallway. "I'd kill to be able to do that again, you know. Can we?" The excitement nearly has her bouncing.

It's the first time he's seen her this excited about anything. She's been very attentive during training, but not /excited/. Still, though, he's not sure what she's on about. "You wanna do /what/ again?"

"To fight. To _really_ do something. Oh. My fault, to _spar_. Like you and Betsy." She pulls her hair up and out of her face, working around two bone horns. "I haven't done anything like that since I left the tunnels, and I'm so fucking bored..."

He snorts quietly. "What me 'n Betsy did wasn't anything you should be gettin' into yet, kid." He opens the door to the Fencing Hall, stepping aside to let her in. "One of us could've ended up dead."

"I'm tough." She insists, walking into the fencing room. "I've been up against guys just as good as you, and I'm not dead yet."

He raises an eyebrow. "I'm sure you have, kid. How long's it been since you been in a real fight?" He follows her into the room, letting the door fall closed behind him.

"Went with Emma a couple of months ago. But that was more of a 'take them out before they shoot you' than a real fight."

"Uh huh." He walks over to the mat he'd fought Betsy on and points at the still-not-repaired mat. "Those three holes coulda ended up in her head, if I wasn't payin' attention." They go through the mat and deep into the hardwood flooring beneath.

"She'd have deserved it," she says matter-of-factly. "And that's why I want to do it. It's like what we used to do in the tunnels. Real enough to matter."

He shakes his head. "Not today." He toes at the cuts, then turns back to face her. "Why d'you have a hard-on for Betsy gettin' hurt, anyway? You said somethin' once before, too."

"She's a pain in the ass." She brings her hand to her back and points to a point on her spine just out of reach. "Last time I saw her, she pulled a bone from there and it took three days to heal. Y'know, you're not supposed to twist and yank at them, especially when they're on the spine. Hurts like a bitch."

His brow wrinkles. "She's been kinda off, since I got back. She said somethin' about not rememberin' things, too." He shrugs and gets into position for kata. "I dunno."

Sarah shrugs. "She's not herself. And swears that a whole thirty seconds after telling me I would learn from the pain, that she had no idea what had just happened. As I'm bleeding all over the hallway."

"Maybe she should be seein' one of the docs, makin' sure there's nothin' wrong." He settled into the Tai, the ready posture, and waited, breathing. "She switched dominant hands."

When given the choice between concentration and discussing Betsy's behavior, Sarah chooses the latter. There's just too much on her mind right now. "She won't. She said it in her post the other day."

He can sit in the ready posture for hours without moving, so he's not disturbed by her delay. "Huh. She's changed. I dunno why, though."

Sarah _stops_. She's not ready to talk about how all signs point to the surgeries, one of which Sarah was vey much involved in getting her to. She finally settles to the ready.

He sees that she's ready and leads her into the Mizu-guruma, the Water Wheel, getting them started on today's training.