Private Fights and Booze

She was very surprised when her opponent just pushed the sword away and got close to her. "Seems like were both full of surprises," she'd say, dropping the sword and going for a fake punch, though not a full strength one.

As she did that a kusarigama would appear her hands. One hand would swing the chain down, trying to wrap it around Eriko's legs, the.other slash with the dulled sickle end.

She'd chuckle when lifted. "Would it have been though?" she'd ask, gently running the dull sickle blade under Eriko's chin, "I don't think you'd quite get it done," she'd say with a grin.

"That said, you're really good," she'd say with a grin. "You're strength is really nice," though Xera got the sense she perhaps relied on it a little to much.

She'd briefly blush at the closeness before being released. "Oh, right, drinks," she'd clear her throat. "Well, I always want to get wasted," she'd say with a small chuckle and motioning her to follow.

"Assumimg you can hold your booze," she'd say with a grin. "Hope your not a light weight," she'd say jokingly, leading them out of the gym and into the dorms.

Once at her dorm she'd unlock the door and usher her in. "I got a roommate so might be best to stick to my room," she'd grab some of her drinks, vodka and beer and would lead them to her room. "Make yourself at home," she'd set the drinks down.