The Salle, Thursday Afternoon

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It was cold. There was snow, too much snow, and cold and no power. The power thing didn't bother Edmund in the slightest. He packed candles to light the salle, which he set up and lit, before retrieving his sword. He kept glancing at the door to see if Molly was going to come as he went through his practice routine.

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[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," he said with a small smile. "Though I'm not sure about the 'sweet' thing. It's never really come up."

[grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com]

"It's what you get called when you're a gentleman."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Oh, now that I can understand. Come on, let's get out of here."

[grasshopper-mol.livejournal.com]

"Lead on."