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[A little after being taken off to Vanille's Magical Dirt Expedition, Fang has decided to laze about in a tree. She's leaned back against the trunk, one hand on her knee, the other hanging at her side, and looks to be the very picture of relaxation.]

Finally got this plant to stop jerking me around. [She makes a lazy motion to the mirror.] So, I've looked up and down for the batty Queen, even poked around that Labyrinth for a bit, and I've got nothing to show for it. [She's irritated, but it doesn't show in her voice or her body language.] Since it seems like me and my family are in this for the long haul, I want to know: what do you people do around here, anyway? Pick flowers? Sing songs around a campfire? Get handsy with one another? Seems like when something stupid isn't happening, there's not a lot to be done.

[She glances off to the side, and rolls her eyes.] Times like this, I wish Light or Snow were around. Light was good for a spar, and Snow, well. He made a good punching bag. [She laughs.

After a while:] The name's Fang, by the way. If it matters.

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[It's mainly the mention of sparring that catches her interest.]

If you'd like a sparring partner, I'd be interested.

Yeah? [she grins, sizing Sephiroth up, and, always overconfident, asks:] You sure you can handle it?

[Sephiroth smiles in return. This kind of response is almost reassuringly familiar to her.]

I've never met an opponent I couldn't handle.

Ha! I like that. Reminds me of a friend. You were one of the ones with Vanille, right? [She remembers what everyone looked like, but had left introductions and names for Vanille to handle.] What do you call yourself?

I was there. I remember you as well. [She takes note of everyone she sees.] My name is Sephiroth.

I'm available to spar at any time. I grow tired of training alone. What type of combat do you specialize in?

[Sephiroth. She recalls this name, but not from Vanille. That woman had mentioned it...

But she'd seen no off behavior yet, and had no reason to take things on face value.] The name's Oerba Yun Fang, but you can call me Fang.

[She rolled her shoulders back, and pulls her spear up into view.] I fight with this. Got some handle of magic too. That's a "gift" from the fal'Cie. [She rolls her eyes.] Besides that, I've got a few other tricks up my sleeve. And how about you?

It is a pleasure to meet you, Fang.

I use a sword. [She regards Fang's spear with respect, but does not draw Masamune.] I have combat magic as well, and my strength, speed, and reflexes are far beyond that of an ordinary human.

What is the fal'Cie? I'm not familiar with that term.

Right, same to you.

[She nods her head in response. A sword user. That reminds her of Lightning too.

When Sephiroth asks about the fal'Cie, Fang scoffs in irritation.] It's a long, long story. They're something like what you might call a god, in your world, but if you ask me, it's blasphemy to give any of them a title like that. Either way, one of them is the reason I've got these powers.

[She nods, although to her, gods are purely the inhabitants of Genesis' beloved poetry. She does have an intellectual understanding of the concept, but what she understands better is Fang's irritation and what seems to be scorn.]

Someone gave me my powers as well. [She does not sound irritated when she says it, but very cold.] People often receive undeserved titles.

Do you have a place in mind, where we can spar?

[Fang chuckles, unbothered by Sephiroth's tone, or perhaps used to it, from her dealings with Lightning..] Tell me about it.

A place, hmm. [She frowns, trying to think of an open area where it might work.] Vanille would catch a fit if we fought outside the house, I'd wager. She'd worry herself sick. Maybe somewhere down by the lake?

[She gives a small, quick smile of sympathy in return.]

I can meet you at the lake. I wouldn't want to cause Vanille any undue worry.

Would you like to spar now, or should we arrange some time in the future to meet?

Sounds good.

[A pause, as she considers this...and then leans further back against the tree.] Nah, I'm going to enjoy the sun for now. How about another time?

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