* Chelsea gets to the rooftop, and unsheathes her training rapier, holding her casting dagger in her other hand.
* Mei-Yin is already waiting in the circle.
* Chelsea waves the dagger. "My magic shield." She moves into the circle. "Alright. Come at me."
* Mei-Yin rushes Chelsea, not bothering to go into a stance first, attacking wildly.
* Mei-Yin misses horribly and calms down a little.
<Mei-Yin> Okay, okay.  Calm down and remember.
* Mei-Yin starts attacking with long, sweeping blows from side to side, as swiftly as she can manage.
<Chelsea> Calmly this time. Think about what you're doing... better. Keep at it.
<Mei-Yin> Grrrrr...
* Mei-Yin starts to get angry, but keeps attacking with those long, simple slashes.
* Chelsea parries the attack. "Excellent. Now again."
* Mei-Yin growls a little louder as her attack is blocked effortlessly.
* Mei-Yin swings around, pivoting on one foot as she reverses the blade so that she comes closer still to Chelsea.
<Chelsea> You're getting ahead of yourself, Mei.
* Mei-Yin growls incoherently.
* Mei-Yin swings again, less controlled this time.
* Chelsea carefully controlls her expression and steps to the side. "Calmly. You're letting your frustration get the better of you."
<Mei-Yin> RAGH!
* Mei-Yin spins, bring her blade around again.
<Chelsea> Precicely.
* Mei-Yin has abandoned any pretense at holding back or defending herself.
* Mei-Yin stops herself from spinning, barely, and launches herself towards Chelsea again.
* Chelsea sighs inwardly and decides to just see if it does any good before telling Mei to cut it out.
* Mei-Yin still couldn't hit the broad side of a barn.
* Mei-Yin falls to her knees.
* Mei-Yin pants, exhausted.
<Chelsea> Alright. Take a breather.
<Mei-Yin> No *pant* time.
* Mei-Yin pushes herself to her feet.
<Chelsea> No. We can spare a few seconds.
<Chelsea> Think about what you just did and describe it to me.
<Mei-Yin> I tried to do what I used to, dammit.
<Mei-Yin> I wanted to get angry, and I did.
* Chelsea shakes her head.
<Chelsea> You need to remember that you can't do that now. Not yet.
<Mei-Yin> Fine.  What do I need to do?
<Mei-Yin> Trying futilely to hit you isn't doing anything but make me angry.
<Chelsea> Very well. Keep the anger inside, tho. It's more useful that way.
<Chelsea> Now. Come at me again. Focus on what you're doing.
* Mei-Yin drops into a crouch, blade held before her.
<Chelsea> Until you can feel your way through a fight, you have to think about what you're doing. So.
<Mei-Yin> Fine.  Think about what I'm doing.
<Chelsea> Now. Attack me.
* Mei-Yin concentrates for a moment, and then starts moving slowly toward Chelsea.
* Chelsea maintains a blank expression.
* Mei-Yin keeps advancing until she comes almost within an arm's reach of Chelsea and then bring her sword across and out.
* Mei-Yin brings the blade back across without reversing it.
<Mei-Yin> What the hell happened to my ability to judge distance?
<Mei-Yin> It should be better than this.
<Chelsea> It could be because you're used to having a sword that can extend itself to hit a far-away target.
* Mei-Yin spins on one foot with the blade extended outward.
* Mei-Yin stops and lunges at Chelsea.
<Mei-Yin> Grah!
<Chelsea> Again.
* Mei-Yin runs at Chel again, sword held at her waist where it would be if it were sheathed.
* Mei-Yin skids to a stop near Chel and whips the sword around as if she were drawing it and striking in one motion.
<Mei-Yin> Gods, I've never felt so worthless in my life!
<Chelsea> You are *NOT* worthless. Attack me again!
* Mei-Yin advances again, swiping repeatedly in a rough X motion.
* Mei-Yin stops mid-assault.
* Chelsea backs up from the attacks, blinks at something, and shakes her head.
[End Split]