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There is a big notice now up on the notce board Nathan provided.

It says:

Martial Arts Training.
All levels welcome. Intermediate and advanced to start at dawn by the bunker. Beginners at 3pm every afternoon. Everyone welcome.

- Dinah Lance
AKA The Black Canary.

In jeans and a T-shirt, for once (the fishnets are only for fighting), Dinah stands back and admires her handiwork.

Yeah, it's good to feel needed.

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Dinah rolls her eyes, in a kind of flattered tolerating amusement.

"Well, I trained a lot. A lot a lot, with a lot of good people."

"That's about what she says," Sokka agrees, smiling a little. He looks back at the training notice and frowns a little.

"Why do these always start at dawn? What do you people have against sleeping in?"

"Me? I love sleeping in," Dinah says. "But I also like to get a workout in before breakfast, and I figure not everyone here comes from world with the same time keeping, so dawn is a good time to catch everyone."

"Pfft, logic." Sokka thinks NOTHING OF IT, RLY. "Is it just you teaching or whoever?"

"I figure we can all learn of each other?" Dinah suggests. "It's the kind of thing we used to do in the Justice League."

She's not as bad at name dropping as she used to be, honest!

It's cool - Sokka has no idea who the League is anyway. He nods along with her, though. "Do you fight the same way Steph does? That style?"

"Sometimes," Dinah admits. "I taught her somethings, and we've trained with the same people."

Then she grins. "I bet there's some surprises I have, though."

Sokka snorts and-- doesn't say what he's thinking.

Sure, it's true, but pointing out that she's a girl so of course she has some surprises in store is probably not a good idea.

"I'll be in your audience next time," he promises instead. "Or at least in the training group. I'm getting too used to Steph, need to train with some more people."

Dinah nods.

"It's important to do that," she agrees. "You never know who you'll be up against and what they can do.

"So what's your style?"

"Southern Kyoshi Western Dragon Batman something-or-other," Sokka replies happily, beaming at her. "Meaning, I have no idea. I've had a lot of teachers."

"Good," Dinah says, beaming. "Then I look forward to seeing what you have."

Sokka laughs and shakes his head, ducking down to retrieve his box. "Don't get your hopes up. I'm nothing like Mel or Steph."

No super-powers, no crazy monkey-like leaping abilities.

"That's good," Dinah says. "Not be like people."

Smirking, she nods towards his boomerang.

"You want to try me against that?"

Eyebrows lifted, Sokka glances back where she nods.

And turns back to her with a grin.

"Sure."

He hasn't forgotten Steph's cockiness with her batarang - when he totally pwned her, HA!

Oh, Dinah wasn't talking about throwing anything. She was thinking more about him trying to hit her with it.

She's never cocky - her confidence is entirely well-founded.

"Most people in my world have a signature weapon or style. That seems to be yours."

He laughs at that, grinning at her as he sets the box back down on the floor. "You could say that," he says, reaching back to take the boomerang from it's sling. "Everyone seems to know what it is, but mine's the only one I've seen in this style."

"It's the only one like it I've seen," Dinah admits. "And I've seen a lot of weapons."

"Well, I'm cool like that," Sokka says graciously, beaming. He holds the boomerang up for her to see but doesn't offer it quite yet. "I guess it's a signature, like that, but I've been training with this as long as I have a club or a spear."

Beat.

"Inuit-style culture, right?" Dinah hazards. "Ice-floes? Hunting for fish and aquatic mammals?"

Sokka arches a brow but doesn't look particularly surprised at what she said.

A little disturbed, but not surprised.

"Something like that," he says. "That's what it was like where I was born."

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Seeing the disturbation, Dinah smiled sheepishly.

"I've travelled a lot," she explains. "No reasons for our worlds not to have parallels."

He attempts a smile and nods, replacing the boomerang in its sling. "No, I understand. Most people seem to know what a South Pole is. It's just-- been a while since someone guessed it like that."

Just by looking at him.

(he's really only half-disturbed - the other half is... kind of flattered.)

"The spear's for fish, the club's for seals," Dinah explains. "it's been a while since I was last in Alaska."

Learning new fighting skills from the inuits. Dinah's been around.

Sokka grins at that, glancing at his club. "Well, I don't have a spear with me, and the club's been used for vampires and Magog more than seals the past couple of years... but yeah, basically.

"No idea what Alaska is, though."

"The part of the country where people have a lifestyle most similar to the one you started off in," Dinah fills in.

"What're Magog?"