Fifth floor common room, Tuesday evening

[nadiathesaint]

After the buzz of yesterday, Nadia was feeling a bit gloomy again. She'd managed to get herself some soup without too much "I can only use one arm!" trauma, and that, combined with some hot chocolate, was working wonders for her ability to pretend it wasn't effin' freezing outside.

Her shoulder was aching again, though, and as she sat on the couch with the TV on quietly in the background, she went over what she could remember of the troll battle, trying to figure out where things had gone square shaped.

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled slightly. "That was a good move. But you did punch me in the nose."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Tyler said, smiling the way most [people do when they're remembering a day at the beach. "Did I tell you Rory Gilmore gave me a black eye, back before I left? Girls here can hit."

[nadiathesaint]

"Girls anywhere can hit. Why'd she do that?"

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"I get hit more by girls here," Tyler shrugged. "We were practicing sparring for Ethics and I stood where her fist went."

[nadiathesaint]

"Hate when that happens."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Wasn't my proudest moment," Tyler admitted.

[nadiathesaint]

"Didn't know Rory could hit like that, though. Good for her."