"What?" Dawn didn't look up from her observation post.
"There's a bunch of people in the park waving sticks about in slow motion."
Dawn passed Spike her binoculars. "Tai Chi with walking sticks? Golf practice? Self-defence for seniors? "
"They're waving swords about," Spike snorted in amusement. "I think it's the local chapter of SCA."
Joining Spike, Dawn shook her head. "Idiots. I'd have their legs off before they blinked."
"Maybe their plan of attack is to incapacitate their opponent with hysterical laughter."
"I'd say it's working."


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