Just a little last minute practice... [closed; bendytimed to before the fighting]

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The program Leela has called up in the Sensoriums is gorgeous. It's a little monastery/dojo, on a hilly cliffside bluff, overlooking a turqouise sea. The building is ornately carved, with curtains in pale reds, oranges and yellows, and far beyond it is a city unlike any other. The harbor city of Matihafa, in the country of Baht Wahid. Beautiful ships with unfurled colored sails and brightly-colored flags float in and out of the harbor, and little boats sail through the canals that serve as most of the city's "streets."

The lighthouse on another bluff is just as ornately designed, with something of a pagoda design to it, and a clear crystal chamber at the top.

It's the sort of city that's described as having the streets "paved in gold"--and it's possible some of them are, at least once you're in the palace proper.

Where she is at right now is the monastery and training grounds, where there is equipment, practice dummies and a large square.

No mats. They'd trained on stone.

Leela is here, practicing, hitting strike points on a dummy, and preparing for the fight soon to come, intensely focused.

Before the girl at the door even says anything, Leela says, "You can come in," if he she knows ahead of time that she's there.

One of the joys of being a precog is being able to freak people out with stuff like that.

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And like someone called Katara IS there, but she is far from being concerned abot setting a bad example of hospitality when it comes to the Sensoriums. Its pretty accepyted when one comes to your simlulation, its just that good. For Katara, that goes double for a place like this. She feels at home more in the training grounds: the outside color is nice, but she's here to flex her muscles. Whoever this woman was, she though she knew full well what Katara was here for.

"How did you know?" Katara asked.

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"Precog," Leela says, turning to look at Katara. "It means, sometimes, I see things before they happen. Like you walkin' in."

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"Humph," Katara said, and a semi-serious look falls on her face. "In that case, I'm really going to have to start taking you adults seriously. You have this powers of sensing people and flying and what not. Still, it probably comes useful."

Katara paused, and offered the woman a smile. "Katara. You?"

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"Oh no, I'm not adult. Well, maybe by the standards of where I came from last, but that don't count to some of the dumbasses in Command. I'm just seventeen."

She holds out her hand.

"Leela. Leela Bricker."

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Katara giggled. She liked how frank this girl was. She was used to people caring and respecting those in command. In a way, it always reminded her of Toiph, who tended to think obedience was relative to the situation.

Katara shook the girl's hand. "In my world I'm fourteen, but I've had to act older than that before. Do you mind if I join you in a spar?"

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"Depends on what you can do. If you know how to fight, bring it. If you know how to fight better than me, still bring it. I need to learn to go against folks with kooky superpowers and all," Leela says.

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Katara smiled. "Well, I don't call what I have super powers, but some people might call it that. I can bring it as well as anybody. And considering talk lately, I'll need all the help I can get."

Katara got into stance, her flask at her hip. She adjusted her feet, ready to fight at a moments notice.

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"Ready?" asks Leela, dropping into her own stance, and picking up a meteor hammer, she starts swinging the long ball on the chain, picking up momentum--and waiting for Katara to strike first.

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Katara watched her pick up the weapon and start swinging...it was a long and vicious weapon, and would definitely hurt if she were to get caught in it. Katara smiled a little here though: she could stay out of that weapons reach easily if she concentrated. She exhaled, then ran forward.

Right leg first, left next Katara leapt up and avoided the hammer, and the water came loose, a water whip going straight for Leela's leg.

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She hops over the water whip and tucks into a roll, flinging the chain as soon as she's back on her feet again, snapping it through the extended blob of water to cut it off and cause it to splatter.

It's almost as if she can see Katara's moves coming.

Because she can.

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Katara smiled. Good. A real opponent. She was glad she wouldn't have to go easy like she did with Mai. Mai wasn't weak by a long shot, but she WAS limited on what she could do when it came to close combat fighting. She needed her knives, after all. But Leela didn't, and it was clear she was really good at what she did.

Of course, the waters would only be fluid as long as she wanted it that way, which was not the case anymore. Now Katara lifted her hands and the water became ice projectile disks. If Leela could fling that chain to stop fluid water, she'd have to be just as good with solid water too. She sent several her way, but not all the water just yet.

To up the ante, Katara produced ice shards from above too. She wanted to see how quickly this weapon could travel to stop two attacks: the discs coming at her and the shards raining down on her.