Learning was great. Or so Warren was telling himself, over and over, particularly when he caught the business end of the stick in, say, his shin, sweeping his feet out neatly from underneath him.
At least this time, he made some use of that fall. He'd had plenty of practise with hitting the ground over the past few days too, after all, and even as his chest smacked against the ground, he was reaching out to swing his stick, hard, at Lucivar's ankles.
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Date: 2011-07-31 11:33 pm (UTC)At least this time, he made some use of that fall. He'd had plenty of practise with hitting the ground over the past few days too, after all, and even as his chest smacked against the ground, he was reaching out to swing his stick, hard, at Lucivar's ankles.