The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

It had been two weeks since Arthur had gotten some proper salle practice in, and he was rather happy to return to the practice without much in terms of danger slipping its way in. It was good for his muscles, strained from recent combat, and it was good for his mind, to hear his sword shifting cleanly through the air, in motions that were as much a part of him as breathing.

Occasionally, though, he would sneak glances back towards the bench on which Merlin was seated, as plans began to form and shape themselves. Perhaps all should beware. Perhaps they shouldn't.

Either way, Arthur was in a good mood today. That was perhaps the scariest thing of all.

[[ open salle! ]]

roof | evening | august 17 | monday

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

After getting his one class completed, Alex found his way onto the roof to smoke. It was a warm night but it was clear and that meant he could stay up here for awhile and not worry about dying of heat or getting rained on. With a free day tomorrow, getting the relaxation started early just seemed like the thing to do.

He stuck a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, letting it hang from his lips for a few moments before blowing out a cloud of smoke. He wasn't stressed by any means of the imagination but after being a girl and spending most of his weekend being lazy, it was nice to be himself and outside.

And see, he was even being nice, getting out of the room in case Griff wanted it. He was all heart.

[the roof is open!]