The only annoying thing about the club house was that it was shared by the Kendo club.  So on one side of the rather large hall was kendo equipment, including armor and the wooden swords, while the other held fencing gear, which consisted primarily of blunt tipped swords and white leotards.  Obviously both clubs shared a locker room.  So far there hadn't been to much trouble with it.   The fencing club members that were there seemingly were practicing the basic forms and lunges.  Strangely enough the club president wasn't there today, although he was spending less and less time in the club hall after last semester's defeat at regionals.<br/><br/>"Brought in a new member?"  A soft spoken male voice inquired.  It belonged to one of the senior members, an exchange student from England, with bushy blonde hair and green eyes.  Jason Wilhelm, one of the better members and apparently nobility in his home country.  Not that his swordsmanship held a candle to ice maiden, but he was still good.  "I'm afraid our club president isn't around to hand out any applications to join.  You are welcome to stay and watch."  He gave a small nod, before turning to Miyuki.  "Shouldn't you be worried about the intermurels comming up?  You're good, but you're not good enough to simply ignore practice."  An annoying quirk of his personality, he did scold members that didn't put their all in practice every day.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>