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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.

Bonzo shakes his head, growling under his breath.

"Well, we can just stand here for a while, then, can't we?"

"Or, you could put my blade on the ground, and take four paces back."

Just a suggestion. Petra is grinning wickedly. She might pay for this with a cold later, but it would give her an excuse to stay away from people for a bit. She would pay the price.

Bonzo sighs, and relents. He sets her saber on the ground and backs up four paces, keeping his eyes on Petra the whole time.

Petra quickly gets out of the water and picks up her blade, all the while keeping her eyes on Bonzo. No supprises wanted.

Cold...

Bonzo takes up a ready position, clearly more than slightly annoyed at the water stunt and/or the snowball.

Petra gets into position, frowing slightly at the condition her feet were in.

Careful, or I'll wind up cut in half this time.

"Lighten up Bonzo!" She calls out as she takes the upperhand and attacks.

Bonzo blocks the attack, and hits back hard...this time, his anger/irritation is feeding his fight.

Petra loses her smile quickly, as her feet give out under the stress that was caused by the force of his blow. She stumbles backward, attempting to get her footing back so she can meet the next blow. Her numb feet are making this rather hard.

Bonzo strikes another blow, aiming for contact with Petra's saber and hoping to knock her off balance.