The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

His bruises had faded to a point where he could train again, so Arthur was, as usual, back in the salle to go through his morning routine, and to deal with his regulars as they showed themselves.

He was choosing to ignore anything that may have gone on over the weekend (although he was messing about with his Blackberry in order to finally let Reno in on what had happened on Friday. It was a work in progress, but he'd managed to work it down to ensorclld alli and he had hope that with time, he could both finish the last word, and add the 'golden fish' part. It was possible it would be easier if he simply figured out how to leave a voice-mail-- he was quite an expert in the field if he wasn't, in fact, lucid and sober) and took a good training sword instead to give his aching muscles something to remember.

Just an ordinary Monday morning, all in all. He had a vague hope it might actually stay that way for once.

[[ open salle as per usual! ]]

Comments

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona waved from where she was working. It was a little hurried as she was obviously still a bit nervous about things, but nonetheless heartfelt.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah gave her an encouraging thumb's up, not wanting to distract her too much. Arthur *so* didn't love that. But hopefully she'd get to spar with Fiona a little later!

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Once Fiona was done with her sword drills, she gave Dinah a smile back as she started looking for the tessen to work with her yo-yos.