The Salle | Saturday Afternoon

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There was just no dispelling all the energy Nico was trying to deal with this week, no matter how much time he put in with weapons training. Sure his, uh, talk with Jason had helped things a little, but all that really led to was some pretty wicked daydreaming when he wasn't in class avoiding looking at people for a variety of reasons.

One of those reasons being how to best destroy Percy with a rant in lieu of more physical fighting. Well, that was assuming Nico ever stopped avoiding the water boy. Luke was a different story entirely, being both an excellent roommate and just overall better than Percy. Nico couldn't help but hope something about fooling around with Percy would make Luke less likely to become Kronos' favorite suit. Although, if that meant Percy had some kind of magical healing spit, Nico was going to blow a gasket.

Which took him right back to stabbing things in the salle. His form was a little on the sloppy side, but his Stygian blade was getting the job done. Nico wished he could raise a few skeleton soldiers to make his solo sparring more realistic, but he doubted the other students would be keen on dead people getting used for his training purposes.

[Open salle!]

The Roof [Saturday evening]

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After Wednesday, Jaime had pretty much hidden in his room. The fight with Momoko had been awful. He'd been sure he was going to throw up after he'd fled the room. He still wasn't sure how he had managed not to.

But after nearly three days in the same clothes staring at his computer and not really paying any attention to what was on the screen, Jaime realized that he really should get out of the room. Which was a poor second option for talking to someone about this, but Momoko was clearly out of the question, Didi was gone, and he'd promised Dinah that he wouldn't call her until she called him...

So... he found himself on the roof of the dorms. He didn't really know why, but it seemed... appropriate.

And now he was sitting at the edge, staring off into space being emo thinking.

[Emo roof is for everyone!]