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Without fimer discussion, MacLeod saluted Richie, one swordsman to
another, then &opped mto his favonte stance with the graceful ease of a
big cat stretching. His movements were always so precise they inspired,
and slightly inffiddated, Richie. He did his best to match MacLeod's
position.

A few seconds later the dojo rang with the clash of blade upon blade.
The sound echoed off the walls, fiffing the space like a miniature
thunderstorm. Richie pressed his advantage every am MacLeod gave hun an
opewng, and each time Duncan forced him bael Whenever Richie dropped his
shoulder, MacLeod's blade would come up and slap him. Through it all,
the older man kept smiling. It was infuriating.

Fmally, shoulders sore and forearm aching, Richie stepped back and
mduted, signaling a halt.

"You're improving," MacLeod said, still smiling.

"Yeah, right. Then why do I still come out of these encounters with my
shoulders bruised?,' "Because you keep dropping your guard. Don't
worry, Riclu other couple centuries of practice and maybe you'll beat
me. It "I doubt it."

MacLeffl smiled over his shoulder as he walked to the wall and returned
the katana to its holder. "So how did your search for a date go?"
Richie shook his head. "It seems that listening to the Dalai Lama isn't
what most girls think of as a fun way to spend a Friday night. I guess
I'll just have to eat the cost of these tickets.

Unless-" MacLeod turned and leaned back against the wall, casually
folding his arms across his chest. He was still smiling his same
infuriating I-know -what-you're-going-to-do-before-you-do-it smile.

"Unless what?" he said.

"Unless you go with me."

"I already said no."

"I know, Mac, but I've been thinking. I know I said these are good
seats-and don't get me wrong, they are-but there'll be hundreds of
people there. You'll see the Dalai Laina okay from where you're
sitting, clear as a bell, but there's no reason to think he'll see you."

"I don't know, Richi' "Think about it, Mac. It's not like he's one of
us who'd be able to feel your presence, right? You'll just be a face in
the crowd, same as everyone else."

"Okay, Richie."