Salle [Wednesday, Afternoon]

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Kate's daily training routine had been put on hold today. No, today was set aside for the care and feeding of Slayer.

Getting the three foot long fish tank down from her room to here had been a fair workout on its own. Unfortunately, the rules around this place stopped her from taking her sword to it, so this was the way it had to be done. It had since been filled with water, and she'd poured a good measure of gray-ish powder from a pouch into the water which she set to stirring in so none of the mix was left stuck in the edges.

Ideally, the saber needed to remain in a decomposing undead corpse and left to its own devices, but sadly (or not that sadly, she supposed), those were in short supply.

Sword feeding. Not the traditional use for this particular room, but when had Kate ever been traditional?

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