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The girl refuses to give up ground. She watches his arm and face, attempting to gaudge his next action. She begins her swing.

Bonzo swings to block the next blow, but he's got a bad feeling about this one.

Petra twists her blade around Bonzo's block, beginning a blow that would 'cut' the boy in half.

Bonzo gets desperate, lunging forwards at Petra to try and either get a kill in first or disarm her first. He's not fast enough, however, and he feels a sudden slash across his chest and both arms as he goes forward.

"Aagghh."

And with that, Bonzo is on the ground.

Petra turns sharply, her blade still up till she sees Bonzo down. Carefully this time she turns off her saber and goes to kneel next to him.

"Are you okay?"

Bonzo remains almost perfectly still. His saber is off, laying in one hand.

Carefully, Petra reaches for Bonzo's saber. She sees no blood and thus assumes that Bonzo isn't dying. Better to remove a threat.

"Bonzo?" she says, even as she reaches, her other hand holding her own still.

Bonzo remains extremely still, not moving.

Petra throws the saber to one side out of reach then puts her own on the ground near at hand.

With both hands she begins to grab hold of Bonzo's torso and attempt to flip him over.

Petra succeeds, and she'll find a Bonzo who is laughing extremely hard now.

Petra glares at Bonzo as a thought occures to her.

"I will get you for this."

And I might just know how!

Bonzo's laughter subsides.

"What?"

"You rather had me worried. I will have to pay you back for this."

She smiles, keeping her thought tucked away for thinking about later.

Bonzo sighs.

"Sorry...I just couldn't resist. You got in a good shot there."

.o0(I would have probably offered you a chance to stand down in that position...)0o.

Petra stands up and grins down at Bonzo, good humor in her eyes.

"Take it as a mark of my friendship that I took your blade away before I looked to see how hurt you were. Common up, lets rest for a bit."

She holds out a hand to Bonzo, not one wit dismayed at her actions, or lack thereof.

Bonzo takes her hand, and stands up.

"Why is it a mark of your friendship that you took my blade away?"

"I trusted you enough to not be hurt."

Petra still smiles and moves away to retrieve her coat and something else from the shade of the building. On her way back she picks up the discarded blade and tosses it back to him.

Right after it comes a ball of snow.

Bonzo catches the saber in his hand and the ball of snow in his face. He immediately glares at Petra and runs at her, igniting his blade when he gets to be just a few feet from her.

Petra can't help but laugh as Bonzo catches the snow in his face. She doesn't expect him to run at her, and barely gets out of the way of his rush. She drops her saber.

Bonzo sees Petra drop her saber, and picks it up, turning to her with both sabers lit up.

"Strategic retreat I believe."

Petra begins to back away, heading for the lake an idea forming in her mind.

Bonzo walks forward, extinguishing Petra's saber and following her as she backs up.

Petra reaches the lake edge and stops as the water seeps though her shoes.

Two more steps...

Bonzo stops short of the edge of the water.

"I'm not coming in there and risking you shorting these out, Petra."

"Seems I'm rather safe then aye?"

Petra grins, even as her feet freeze. If she could live though Russia in winter, she could get her feet wet.