I walk up to Amanda's porch and knock on the door, not exacly sure what to say to her. Story for her parents if they answer? I'm starting a self-defense class and want to invite Amanda. They might have heard the phone message, so it works.
This would be much easier if I had a practice partner. but who am I going to ask? Jordy? ha! right. He's trying to forget everything. Danny? ...Eric is dead. So I'm fencing with ghosts.
I get no answer from the knock. I peek in throught the tiny window in the front door, but no one's coming, so I decide to go around back to try. Mayb someone's in the kitchen, or...
I stop when I see her, air fencing. With a fairly impressive sword, too. No clue where she would have gotten it from, but, man, her arm's not drooping at all. I think Giles might be right about the whole potential thing.
I clear my throat, and call softly, hoping not to interupt awkwardly and throw her off, "Amanda?"
Parry, repose, block, strike... Buffy. Buffy! "gyah."I stop at the end of a lunge and have to do a hop to get myself balanced again so I don't fall on my face. "Um, Hi." Oh god. I'm still holding my sword. It needs to go some where... after a minute of fumbling I just hold it behind my back, the scabbard is on the porch, too far away. "Whatcha doing here?" I ask brightly.
"Yeah...well, I'm not big with the formal moves and stuff, so you might be able to teach me a thing or two, but I've done a fair amount of fighting with a sword," I say. "Haven't practiced in a while--I was on an extended trip--so I'm probably pretty rusty. So if you want a little private practice with the sword, I'd be happy to get some. You could come early, before the others get there. I use this training room behind a store...uh, the Magic Box?" I'm thinking fast; I could get Giles to stop by, maybe take a peek in and see what he thinks of Amanda's abilities.
"That would be great!" I smile. "I'm not sure what you could learn from me, but I'd really appreciate some practice. I think I can find the Magic Box." This would be good. Because really with everything going on...All the help I can get might still not be enough. Stupid blood sorcerers.
"Awesome!" I say. "And actually, I have a ton of different weapons stashed back there, you could try some of them out, if you like." I like Amanda's enthusiasm. She's much more sure of herself with the fighting than she was picking out the prom dress.
"oh. You take it really seriously don't you? the demon fighting I mean." It's weird. You hear stories. It's Sunnydale. But I'm wondering if it's like Buffy's job or something. She says she knows alot about fighting demons.
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but who am I going to ask? Jordy? ha! right. He's trying to forget everything. Danny? ...Eric is dead.
So I'm fencing with ghosts.
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I stop when I see her, air fencing. With a fairly impressive sword, too. No clue where she would have gotten it from, but, man, her arm's not drooping at all. I think Giles might be right about the whole potential thing.
I clear my throat, and call softly, hoping not to interupt awkwardly and throw her off, "Amanda?"
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Buffy.
Buffy!
"gyah."I stop at the end of a lunge and have to do a hop to get myself balanced again so I don't fall on my face. "Um, Hi."
Oh god. I'm still holding my sword. It needs to go some where... after a minute of fumbling I just hold it behind my back, the scabbard is on the porch, too far away.
"Whatcha doing here?" I ask brightly.
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This would be good. Because really with everything going on...All the help I can get might still not be enough. Stupid blood sorcerers.
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