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Eternal Sailor Corvus generally preferred to patrol around the outskirts of town. Plenty of lower level senshi and agents of chaos seemed to prefer the inner city itself, but if something was going to happen, and they were likely overdue for something happening, it would most likely be in the park.

Of course, the flip side of it all was that she found herself hoping that nothing out of the ordinary happened so that she and Super Sailor Arachne could spar in peace. It had been some time since she'd seen him in action and she wanted to know whether or not he'd learned anything in his absence....

Or maybe she just wanted to be able to give him s**t and point out a thing or two he needed to work on.

Whatever it was, she was waiting for him in an area that they'd left open for development, trees cleared recently and a project map posted on a board for all to see. She hadn't looked at it-- wasn't really interested in anything other than the open space that would be perfect for a quick spar.

"If it's too quickly then I'm going too hard on you or you're not putting enough effort into things, if not both. I'd like to hope that it's neither of those things and that we both get a good workout out of this." A soft smirk touched her lips as she resisted the brief wave of self-consciousness as he looked her over. Fortunately he seemed to spend more time assessing their surroundings than he did focusing on her appearance anyways.

It was strange, though, seeing him now after finding out who he was beneath it all. If she spent a moment looking at him she could see the things that were only vaguely familiar due to the magics that protected them-- the hair, of course, the quirk of his lips as he smirked and the way he carried himself were all very Lysander and yet before she never would have guessed it.

"It's been a bit since I've used my magic, and I haven't been in a fight since one back at the end of March put me in the hospital. A few training rounds, but... I have a feeling at least one or two people have been purposefully going easy on me, and I'd rather go against someone I don't think will."

"I don't tend to go against youma as often anymore." Not for lack of interest-- if she happened upon one she still did whatever she could to take them down-- but the smaller ones seemed to make better fodder for senshi just starting out on their path and she just didn't see the monsters about as much as she did other Agents of Chaos.

"And you're damn right I'd make it worse if I caught you going easy on me, just like I made it worse for them." She smirked, raising her arms over her head and lacing her fingers to stretch before rolling her shoulders. "Are we ready?"

"They're human counterparts are more organized than we are, it would make a bit of sense that their beasts trade information too. You might need to start watching out." Her smirk broadened as she let him have one more brief moment of peace before making a lunge for him, sweeping a foot low in order to try and take his out from under him.

"Yet, but they will. Enough of the lower level agents you spend time flirting with will grow through the ranks and they all have expectations. They won't all be willing to let you just be yourself without joining them.... And it can be a tempting offer." She brought her arm up to block his swing, bracing her arm as it came in contact with his before swinging back at him with her other arm. Spars like this were always more like a dance at first until they found enough rhythm to turn into a proper fight.

Corvus stumbled back as Arachne's fist made contact, gasping as she caught herself in a crouch before hitting the ground. Being winded was never a good feeling, even if she had gotten used to the sensation. Generally it meant the activation of her magic, giving her a surge as the power began to flow through her. Something had been different with her magic for months, however. There was no surge, no magic rolling past a dam broken by violence against her. It seemed to be there at her beck and call whenever she needed it, although she'd had no reason to put it to the test. She had learned over the years to not let vengeance fly freely without reason.

She took a deep breath as she straightened herself out, eyes narrowing into a glare at the Senshi of Spiders as she whispered the name of her starter attack. "Revenge."

"Neither one of us set any terms for the spar, so I figured all was fair... I wouldn't actually use an attack on you that was going to leave any sort of lasting damage." Her Eternal attack, for instance. It was far too draining to use in anything other than dire situations and a spar against someone she considered an ally was hardly a dire situation.

She decided to take advantage of his hesitation, rushing him with the last lingering traces of her attack's shadow trailing behind her.