Springboard
Springboard
“And one of the first things she did when she got there was to ask him about fencing, which pleased him even more. She was curious about what he did. That must mean something.
He hoped.
He escorted her down to the gym on the theory that it was always better to show than to tell. On the way there, he tried to tell himself that no, he wasn’t showing off at all.
The Net Force gym was empty. Thorn opened his locker and started removing his gear, very conscious that Marissa was watching him. He’d bee...n fencing for a long time, he was comfortable with it, but most of the women he’d been with—save for the few who were fencers themselves—hadn’t shown any particular interest in it.
Marissa had.
“So,” she said as he finished suiting up, “other than knowing that the Germans used to scar each other in places like Heidelberg with these things, and D’Artagnan and all, I don’t know from swords. Tell me about them.”
“Well,” Thorn said, “in Western, or collegiate, fencing, there are three different weapons: foil, épée, and saber.MoreLess
He hoped.
He escorted her down to the gym on the theory that it was always better to show than to tell. On the way there, he tried to tell himself that no, he wasn’t showing off at all.
The Net Force gym was empty. Thorn opened his locker and started removing his gear, very conscious that Marissa was watching him. He’d bee...n fencing for a long time, he was comfortable with it, but most of the women he’d been with—save for the few who were fencers themselves—hadn’t shown any particular interest in it.
Marissa had.
“So,” she said as he finished suiting up, “other than knowing that the Germans used to scar each other in places like Heidelberg with these things, and D’Artagnan and all, I don’t know from swords. Tell me about them.”
“Well,” Thorn said, “in Western, or collegiate, fencing, there are three different weapons: foil, épée, and saber.MoreLess
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