http://bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-02-21 12:34 pm
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The Salle, Saturday Afternoon

Merlin wasn't practicing with any swords in the Salle today. That would imply had had talent in that area. Sure, he knew the pointy end went in the other person, but everyone knew that.

No, he was sharpening Arthur's swords. With a lot of focus.

It was his duty, after all. Nothing to do with anything else.

Open Salle is open, but on SP as may be kidnapped for the mall.]]

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-21 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Try not to wear away the entire sword, Merlin," Arthur called, examining the practice sword he'd just picked up with care. He gave it a twirl. "I'd like to be able to keep on using it."

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-21 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
They were still playing that game. Whatever. Arthur slipped into his stance, making sure not to favour his left side, and went for the first blow of the drill. "Good."

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-21 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Like a good servant. Arthur supposed he should be happy Merlin had finally learned, if it wasn't such a futile thing to be happy about. And annoying. Mostly futile, though, because he'd be back to ruining hunts within the week.

So he was ignored for a while as Arthur settled into the comfortable rhythm of the drill, finding control far easier now than during the previous days.

You could almost say he was relaxed.
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[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-21 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"So how was your week," Arthur asked. He sounded perfectly idle despite the fact that he just launched into another series of blows to the air.

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-21 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because you clearly need more scarves," Arthur said, neutrally, gripped the blade with two hands, and executed a good strike. "Anything else?"

[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-21 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do think of me when you name your children," Arthur said, dryly, pulling the sword back. He let the second hand drop, smoothing off into yet another strike.
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[personal profile] bitchprince 2009-02-22 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds picturesque," he volunteered, after giving it some thought (and another sweep or two. and a twirl).

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[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-22 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah came in for her daily practice, and dropped her bag when she saw Merlin, going into squee mode. "Merlin!"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-22 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooo, careful!" Dinah rushed forward, checking the sword, then grinned again, arms out. "Miss me?"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-22 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Helena wanted to, but Barbara told her towers are too hard to keep secure. Might was well keep me on a magic island with lots of other potential heroes." She grinned at him, bouncing on her toes. "What, no hug?"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-22 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah glomped him, hugging him hard, then pulled back a little. "Soooo relieved to be back. And oh! You guys are going on the cruise tomorrow, right?"

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-22 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Wait, you have to room with him? He's not rooming with Leto?" Dinah blinked, frowning. "Not fair! You should be able to ditch your employer in your sleep, at least."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-02-22 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"If you need help distracting him so you can *sort of* have a good time in the gorgeous Caribbean, I volunteer to help. Somehow." She hummed. "But there's nothing to beat up there. This might be a challenge."