fandomhighdorms | Behind the Dorms and Beyond, Tuesday Afternoon

Today, one of the two men in charge wasn't bothering to look the other way whenever the other strayed into his vision. Arthur, it seemed, had decided to declare himself Past That for no reason at all. "Afternoon, students," he called, "Today, there is no time to fool around. We'll be mapping the shoreline by foot, in twos and threes. If you have the means to venture out onto the water, today or this week, I ask you to do so as well. We will continue to gain oversight over the island and its structure." A pause, in which he failed to seek out Ino in the audience. "Next week, you will be facing one another in a mock battle. Bring practise weapons."

Noting that Arthur had decided to make an effort, Leto saw no reason not to do the same, and so he did acknowledge his presence, even if he didn't address Arthur directly. "And for those of you who were here last week, you are welcome to hand in the reports on strategy," he continued, then shot a glance at Arthur, to check if he had anything to add.

"For those of you who are still looking to gain some fighting skills, you can come to Leto or myself," Arthur continued, shooting Leto a glance from the corner of his eyes to see if he agreed with that, "Or find a willing teacher now, before we disperse. If you are new, you may speak up now to let us know what your skills are, so everyone will be thoroughly informed in the event of an emergency."

Leto gave a nod in response, but had nothing more to add. He found himself a little relieved that things were a little less tense than last week.

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He could take the insinuations as a compliment if he wanted.

"Yes, Lady Elspeth. She's the heir of her kingdom, so I assume she is used to being treated respectfully." There was a smirk there. "I have not yet met Zack. Was he the one you fought last Sunday? And what did Reno leave?"

"I did treat her with the utmost respect, she simply had different ideas about how," Arthur returned. It wasn't his fault that she apparently took offense to being treated, well, respectfully. "Zack and I did fight last Sunday," and Arthur totally won. "But Reno left us some-- 'Blackberries'."

He reached into his pocket to find the one that wasn't his. They were a little hard to keep seperate.

"I take it they are not actual berries." He took the small object, examining it. "Do you know how it works?"

"Images start moving when you put your finger on the... square thingie," said Arthur. After the discussion with Himura, he was starting to gain confidence in his ability to explain these things. "You need to put in a number for whoever you wish to contact, and then you can contact them by putting your finger to the... square. Green image."

"And we have a number to reach Reno?" he asked, wondering if Ghani had one of these.

"We do," Arthur replied, taking out his own. At least, he hoped it was his own. He wasn't sure.

There was a full minute involved in him wrangling the thing until it went on. "Bloody thinking machines."

"I'm not sure this one is actually of the thinking kind," Leto replied. Then he shot Arthur a glance. "Dinah told me your Lady Morgana had arrived here. Will she be joining us?"

Whatever, they were machines, they did things, Leto could shove it. "I haven't invited her," he said, as the phone clicked on, "I'd rather she not run off into danger."

"Ah, I see." Leto watched his phone activate. "And another thing. Have you seen a girl named Fiona fight?"

"She's the one with the mace on a string, isn't she?" Frustrating woman.

Arthur recalled Reno's number out of his phone. After... poking at it for another minute.

"A yo yo," Leto said. "That can cut anything if she wants it to." There was caution in his voice. "So, I enter the number here?"

"Up there," he corrected, "First you add in his name." Pause. "Yes, I've met her. She's... strange."

Leto did as he was instructed. "I like her," he said. "But I have some concerns about her in battle." That wasn't really it, but it was a sensible reply.

"You mean beyond her tendency to go around threatening people without prompt?" Arthur asked him, dryly. "Now you put in the number."

"She threatened you?" Leto raised an eyebrow while punching the number.

"Don't worry, I survived the experience," he said, casting a look to see if Leto was doing it-- "That should do it."

"I will try to contact him later," Leto said. "And I didn't fear for your safety. What brought it on?"

Sure, Leto was going to miss the finer points of his sense of humor. "Of course you didn't," Arthur said, with a bit of a roll of his eyes. "Nothing in particular, and the threat wasn't that dire, just... unnecessary."

Just like Arthur tended to miss the finer points of anything vaguely intellectual, but Leto decided to let the subject drop. They were on speaking terms again, and that was the most important thing right now.

"So, did you attend any party this weekend? I heard I missed one."

"I attended two of the parties," Arthur said, choosing to keep things vague, "They were all right."

Read: intensely uncomfortable and ensorcelleda nd all that.

Leto noticed the vagueness, but he hadn't listened to the radio, and wasn't particularly interested anyway. If Arthur had got drunk and made a fool of himself, that was his problem.

"I suppose we should see if anyone needs help."

Arthur snorted. "They always do," he said, and reached over to give Leto's shoulder a manly shove of recognition as he resumed walking the premises.

Edited 2009-05-19 12:57 (UTC)

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