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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[weetuskenraider]

"I think so, yeah," Tahiri said, and comfortable or not she got to her feet.

[momslilassassin]

"Want to get ice cream?"

He was mostly teasing.

[weetuskenraider]

"Depends," Tahiri retorted, laughing. "Can you still see your toes?"

[momslilassassin]

Ben made a show of checking. "Yes."

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri tapped a finger against her lips and looked very, very thoughtful. "In that case, maybe one scoop."

[momslilassassin]

"One big scoop?" Ben tried.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri raised an eyebrow at him, but she couldn't even pretend she wasn't trying not to laugh. "Oh, now you're pushing your luck."

[momslilassassin]

"Skywalker," Ben pointed out, reaching for her hand. "It's what we do."

[weetuskenraider]

Oh, as if she'd not let him take her hand. "Uh huh. Good thing for you I'm used to that."