Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

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There was some manner of holiday this weekend, apparently, which had led to quiet and two days of no classes. Cassandra actually quite enjoyed her Friday class - provided Cara wasn't feeling vengeful - and to make up for the loss of it, she had spent the morning training rather harshly in the salle. Now her muscles ached in a good way, and her stomach rumbled-- so she took her mud-spattered pauldrons into the common room.

As such, anyone ducking their heads in would find Cassandra alternating between eating bits and pieces off a large plate of eggs and bacon, and scrubbing at the mud and dirt splattered across the metal. She was content, as such.

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