The Salle; Tuesday Afternoon [10/16].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

The time for vacation, for relaxation and fun and enjoying oneself, was over; Sidon had fulfilled that part of his promise to Mipha, and now it was time for him to focus on the other part, the part he had been neglecting, the part that was more important than almost anything else, and that was making sure he was ready, making sure he was prepared, for that inevitable moment when Calamity Ganon broke free from his tether to the castle and attempted to wreck his havoc on the broken and devastated Hyrule once again.

They didn't know when it would happen; they had no way of knowing how much time they had. But he did know that he could prepare, even while away, and that meant ensuring his was strong, he was quick, he knew his weapons and had not gotten rusty. So he went down to the salle that afternoon with the intention of training until he could barely move, alternating between trident and sword and bow, on dry land rather than the more comfortable water, because that was where he needed to work on things the most. The odds that the Calamity would strike out conveniently located next to a body of water were slim, even with the vast waterways that laced their way across Hyrule.

He'd brought the Currently-a-Crab Norman with him as well, not with the intention of fighting or sparring with him, of course, but just because he figured Norman would like to get out of the tank and the room for a little bit, enjoy some fresh air and move around, stretch out his claws. "Try not to venture too far, Norman," Sidon noted, grinning as he set down his crabby friend and exchange him for his trident, feeling the weight of it in his hands again and feeling very right about it, really. "I trust you can find your way back, of course, but I imagine the task of stairs would be quite the tricky challenge for you right at this moment."

And then he set, diligent, determined, dedicated, to the training, quite certain he'd be feeling it quite a bit in the morning, but knowing it was worth it, knowing it was necessary.

[[apparently, all my kids want out this morning, which I'm sure means I'm setting myself up to be absolutely slammed at work later. o h w e l l !!! open salle is open; crab!norman modded with permission ]]

First floor lobby, Tuesday

[intotheout]

Another dance, another day spent in the lobby of the dorms selling tickets. Tip had come to kind of enjoy this, mostly for the people watching opportunities.

Bill, on the other hand, kept getting bored and trying to get her to watch his one-billboard water ballet again.

Hey. At least the bubbles were festive?

6th floor common room- Wednesday evening

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Once again, Sabine's stuff had gone missing, and she'd decided it was the day to actually look through the common rooms and see if it was somewhere there somehow. And once she got to the sixth floor, a floor she wasn't even sure she'd realized they had, she found a party set up. There was food, there were drinks, there was music going, there were even vaguely partyish decorations strung up.

But no one was here, and she looked around before getting out her phone and sending a group text to the dorms: Did someone throw a party on the sixth floor and forget to tell anyone? Because there's one waiting up here.

So, maybe she'd wait for people and see if they knew what was up? And anyway, there was free food and drink, so she went to grab a soda, and spotted a familiar symbol on a cap. "Hey, this is mine."


[I Never party! Text sent to everyone who wants it, open to all students!]