Kurt and Clarice
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xp_logsShort little loglet. They make tentative plans to put together a fencing team from the school.
The fencing hall was either the place to be or completely deserted, there was no inbetween. And of course, since Clarice wanted it to be empty, Kurt was working out there. She propped her fencing bag against the wall at sat down to watch him without interrupting.
He was vaguely aware that someone had come in, but didn't look round until his practice was complete. Lowering his sword, he turned towards her and smiled. "Hello, Clarice."
"Hey, Coach," she replied , "I'm going to bug you about a fencing team until you make one. I bet Mannie and I could kick um...butt at the high school tournies."
Kurt chuckled. "Do we have enough for a team? There is you, Shiro, Manuel... you know better than I do if three would be enough."
"Well, I dunno about Shiro. He doesn't do euro style. But I'm sure we could be a div 5A or something...I mean, we're a school, and we have enough to enter one person into mens and women's. We just don't have good odds of winning," she may not be Kitty, but even she knew that.
Kurt smiled. "I would not be so hasty to say that", he answered gently. "And in any case, half of the fun or more is in taking part."
"Exactly," Clarice nodded, beginning to stretch, "And if nothing else, it means new people to practice with."
"I understood several of the students who went to Asgard returned with at least basic sword skills", Kurt said thoughtfully. "Have you been working with any of them?"
"Nah, most of them don't have equipment. Or rules. They know practical swordfighting, which I'm working on too, is useful around here," skippies, demons, the post man, never know who's going to attack, "but if we taught Marie-Ange, Shiro and Angelo the rules, they'd be eligible by next year, easily."
Kurt nodded. "And we have spare equipment here. But for the time being - would you like me to ask about you and Manuel being entered for a tournament this year?"
Clarice nodded excitedly, all ideas about her workout gone, "Absolutely! He's a twit, but he's a fencing twit," she paused, thinking, "...we need a mascot."
Kurt laughed. "I am sure you will find a suitable one."
Suited up in her straight jacket, she turned and asked, "Show me what you were doing before I came in? It looked like a modified balestra?"
The fencing hall was either the place to be or completely deserted, there was no inbetween. And of course, since Clarice wanted it to be empty, Kurt was working out there. She propped her fencing bag against the wall at sat down to watch him without interrupting.
He was vaguely aware that someone had come in, but didn't look round until his practice was complete. Lowering his sword, he turned towards her and smiled. "Hello, Clarice."
"Hey, Coach," she replied , "I'm going to bug you about a fencing team until you make one. I bet Mannie and I could kick um...butt at the high school tournies."
Kurt chuckled. "Do we have enough for a team? There is you, Shiro, Manuel... you know better than I do if three would be enough."
"Well, I dunno about Shiro. He doesn't do euro style. But I'm sure we could be a div 5A or something...I mean, we're a school, and we have enough to enter one person into mens and women's. We just don't have good odds of winning," she may not be Kitty, but even she knew that.
Kurt smiled. "I would not be so hasty to say that", he answered gently. "And in any case, half of the fun or more is in taking part."
"Exactly," Clarice nodded, beginning to stretch, "And if nothing else, it means new people to practice with."
"I understood several of the students who went to Asgard returned with at least basic sword skills", Kurt said thoughtfully. "Have you been working with any of them?"
"Nah, most of them don't have equipment. Or rules. They know practical swordfighting, which I'm working on too, is useful around here," skippies, demons, the post man, never know who's going to attack, "but if we taught Marie-Ange, Shiro and Angelo the rules, they'd be eligible by next year, easily."
Kurt nodded. "And we have spare equipment here. But for the time being - would you like me to ask about you and Manuel being entered for a tournament this year?"
Clarice nodded excitedly, all ideas about her workout gone, "Absolutely! He's a twit, but he's a fencing twit," she paused, thinking, "...we need a mascot."
Kurt laughed. "I am sure you will find a suitable one."
Suited up in her straight jacket, she turned and asked, "Show me what you were doing before I came in? It looked like a modified balestra?"
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