WHO: Sonya Blade and Kit WHAT: Fencing instructions WHEN: Sunday afternoon WHERE: The farm WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: closed/ongoing
Sonya heard what happened. Even if it wasn't in the news, she did read the network enough to get the gist. For all she didn't know the person who died, for all she knew they met on the network, and he was clearly close to people to have this effect.
That this came so close to what happened with the captives, Sonya needed a way to burn off steam. Not just around herself, but against someone; against an instructor or regular opponent, she'd have to be focused on the present and think on her feet, not dwell on 'what-ifs'. Some time ago, she heard that Kit trained in fencing, a skill she had once trained in back when she enlisted, but that was some years ago. Now was as good a time as any to brush up on things.
Some women shopped, others took up a skill. Fencing had elements of stick fighting after all, so she couldn't say she was completely rusty.
Leaving Cassie with Ella, she waited out in the back with Kit, two dull practice swords in hand.