The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur had woken up in a room covered in Union Jacks and smelling of poorly-made scones.

He had made an executive decision not to think about it.

He had then cleared out, taken a sword from the weapons locker, and gone straight down to the salle in order to pound some normality into being on the heads of the poor fencing dummies. He had no idea where Merlin was yet (having wanted to get out of the be-Union Jacked room as soon as possible) but he'd sent a text message (along the lines of where are you? I'm in the salle which was downright civil for his standards) and he was sort of hoping the boy could make it there to join him in his denial.

He would be here, anyway, slashing at things.

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Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Night

[trigons_child]

Tonight was a very important night. All thoughts of the weekend and issues with her father and anything else had been forgotten. Raven was in the common room with the TV on, and woe be to anyone who tried to change the channel.

Yes, that's right, Rumor Gal was back.