It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight. [Closed]

[gaveupfeeling]

Who: Ledah Rozwelli and Miles Edgeworth
What: Polearms training
When: 7 PM, January 8th
Where: The park
Rating: PG-13 for training with weapons.

Ledah arrived at the arranged spot a few minutes ahead of schedule, bringing with him not only his customary lance but a halberd as well - Edgeworth had wanted something more dangerous than a lance to try, and a halberd was available at the weapons shop. He waited quietly for Edgeworth to arrive, keeping a watchful eye out for his approach.

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[truthsnomiracle]

"Given the difficulty I had with the lance, I suspect that a halberd in particular might prove difficult to handle due to its drastically altered balance point," Edgeworth admitted while pulling at the collar of his coat to let some of the heat out. "However, I would be remiss if I dismissed it entirely before trying."

[gaveupfeeling]

"I agree on both points. When would you like to schedule your next training session?"

Ledah pulled out a planner and pen. He'd gotten one after seeing Edgeworth's, actually. It seemed useful.

[truthsnomiracle]

Edgeworth did the same without comment; he had no reason to suspect that he'd inspired the purchase, after all. Rather than readying it for writing immediately, however, he put both implements in one hand, then dug out his handkerchief with his now-free one in order to wipe away sweat from his brow before it had a chance to freeze.

"I propose the same time next week. Sundays are among my least likely days to be intruded upon."

[gaveupfeeling]

"Very well. Same day, same time. That should suit us both."

Ledah marked down the appointment in his planner.

[truthsnomiracle]

Edgeworth put his handkerchief back in the inner pocket he kept it in, scribbled his own note in his organizer, then finally offered a bow to Ledah in appreciation.

[gaveupfeeling]

Ledah bowed in return. "It has been a pleasure to teach you, Edgeworth."