The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

The lack of classes meant Arthur would be spending more time in the salle than usual (if that was even possible), and he hadn't wasted too much time getting there that morning. His arm was coming along nicely, and so he took a practice blade for his left.

Might as well get some simple drills in while he waited.

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[momslilassassin]

"I was exploring alternative methods of attack," Ben completely made up.

[weetuskenraider]

"Uh huh. Because my weak spots work for everyone," Tahiri teased.

[momslilassassin]

"Have we tried the Yuuzhan Vong tickle attack?" Ben asked.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri ignored the minor twinge of indignation in the back of her mind in favor of collapsing back onto the mat laughing. "There's no such thing!"

[momslilassassin]

"You're the expert," Ben said with an easy smile, "but I don't know...they could be holding something back. Maybe what they really wanted was a giant pillow fight."

[weetuskenraider]

"That could have solved so many problems. Just what every creche needed," Tahiri said, but this time an odd look crossed her face for just a moment.

[momslilassassin]

Back off, Riina, Ben thought. "And then ice cream, and poof, problem solved," he continued. "It's amazing my dad didn't need me for negotiations. I'm good at this."

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri gritted her teeth, took a breath, and managed an easier smile. "If you handled negotiations, you'd keep the ice cream industry in business all by yourself."

[momslilassassin]

"I wouldn't share until everyone agreed with me," Ben decided.

[weetuskenraider]

"Dork," Tahiri said affectionately, and added to herself, Oh, don't think I wouldn't make you agree, Riina.

[momslilassassin]

"Yup," Ben agreed, reaching out to mess up her hair.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri shut her eyes and made a goofy face. "Good thing I like you that way."

[momslilassassin]

"A very good thing," Ben said.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri just grinned up at him. "Well, now I'm comfortable and I don't want to move."

[momslilassassin]

"I bet if you tried to nap, Arthur would give you looks," Ben said.

[weetuskenraider]

"So?" Tahiri asked, looking innocent. "What's he going to do, look me to death?"

[momslilassassin]

"With Arthur? It's very possible," Ben said with a snicker.

[weetuskenraider]

"Bet it wouldn't work," Tahiri said, and stretched out on the mat, tucking her hands behind her head. Grinning just a little bit mischievously, maybe.

[momslilassassin]

Ben leaned in to tickle her again.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri totally squeaked when he did that, and tried to bat his hand away. "Ben!"

[momslilassassin]

"It was Arthur," Ben lied.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri snorted, scrambled up off the floor, and went for the tickle attack. "I can't ever picture him tickling anyone."

[momslilassassin]

"Think he'd make Merlin do it?" Ben asked, giggling.

[weetuskenraider]

"Yes," Tahiri decided, then blinked. "You've been letting me tickle you!"

Which was not as much of an obvious statement as it might have seemed.

[momslilassassin]

Ben's cheeks went pink. "Yeah."