http://bookyeve.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bookyeve.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-01-20 03:01 pm

The Salle, after Detention

After finally being released from Detention, Nefertiri went down to the salle to practice with her knives and staves. Perhaps the naked dancing boys are down there. They had to be somewhere, after all.

She stripped down to her loincloth and camisole, and began a series of passes with her knives, mask in place.

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Conner had gone down to the salle in hopes of a little sword practice.

Yeah, that went right out the window when he caught sight of Evie.

"Whoa, Carnahan, didn't think you had it in you!"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I didn't know you were a fighter," Conner said, boggling a little bit. "But hey, more power to you. That . . . is you, Evie, right?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
And of all the things Conner expected of Evie, a come-on that blatant was certainly not one of them. Although at the moment he was kind of stuck on the Egypt part. "Oh, no, not another . . . did you read a cursed hieroglyph or something?"

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I haven't actually had a drink in . . ." Conner abruptly remembered that Mel owed him a drink, or something. "I'm fine! So about this disrobing thing . . ."

[identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
And off came the shirt. "I appreciate that," Conner said, going for a staff of his own. "I'd kind of like to stay in one piece, you know?"

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Tyler was on his way to the gym when, out of curiosity, he poked his head in the salle.

A hot girl in a camisole with knives? Yeah, he had to watch that. "Nice form," he told her.

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tyler Durden," Tyler said, reaching for Nefertiti's hand. "And they do say practice makes perfect."

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Tyler gave her an amused look. "Well, darlin', I would, but it might be a little hard unless you like to fight."

[OOC: Off to cook dinner, will be slow.]

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Fists, really, but Tyler would try something new.

"I can use a staff," he said. "And I don't need a mask. Scars are way more interesting. Do you want one?"

[identity profile] tyler-gone.livejournal.com 2007-01-20 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I never do," Tyler promised.

Out of habit, he stepped out of his shoes, then assumed fight stance holding his staff. He twirled it in one hand as he approached Nefertiti.

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[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Henry edged into the salle. He was a little scared of the way Setsuna was acting, but he couldn't stand her up. He'd said that he'd meet her here, so he was going to.
Of course, that didn't stop him from being relieved when she wasn't there. He tried to get his thoughts together and figure out why she was acting so weird.

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Henry inclined his head in return. "Good afternoon, Miss."

[identity profile] henryoredward.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," Henry replied, "but you may take your time. I'm waiting for someone else."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2007-01-21 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
John walked in, wanting to beat something with a stick. And then caught sight of the view.