Balancing Act
She looked at the sheet her instructer has handed her, unmable t o believe her eyes. �You HAVE to be kidding me- Martial Arts Rythmic Gymnastics?� Maron felt like Pakkyamlamao-sensei had just taken a board to her head.
The beautiful teacher nodded. �A nearby school, St. Hebereke�s, has a team and they�ve challenged us. Niormally we wouldn�t accept such a ludricrous proposition, but the principal has a rivalry with the principal of Furinkin and accepted before finding out if we had a team. Since we don�t, it fell to the Rhythmic Gymnastic team to compete. I want you and Miyako to start training in this style. Here�s a video and a few booklets- it doesn�t look that much different then your normal style. Basic difference is that you use your tools to attack the opponent rather then just toss around. The match continues until one of the contestants is thrown out of the ring or knocked unconscience.�
Maron could feel the sweat beading on her forehead. �There really is such a thing? You HAVE to be kidding me,� she reiterated.
Pakkyamlamao-sensei should her head, her rich purple hair swinging freely. �Unfortunately not. I wouldn�t be asking this of you if I didn�t have to,� she said.
Maron started to thumb through the little booklet, relieved that most of the moves could be easily picked up from what she already knew- in fact, she had used some unconciously when she had been out acting as Kaitou Jeanne. Still, the idea of doing in a ring of spectators did not sit well with her.
�Why me?� she asked.
�You and Miyako are the most talented gymnasts I have on the team,� Pakkyamlamao-sensei said grudgingly.
Maron nodded, blushing slightly at the compliment. �Does Miyako know?� she asked.
�Hai. She�s already training.�
Maron smiled. �Then I should be as well. When�s our match?�
�Three weeks from yesterday.�
Maron grabbed a ribbon. She had three weeks to learn a new style?! She had better get started!
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