The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Fighting Ben still in SP last night had been somewhat cathartic. It hadn't been cathartic enough not to send Arthur back down to the salle with a sword and a mission to use it. So there he was, slicing clean but sure along the lines of a dummy with said practice sword.

There were few times in the week he felt anywhere near at ease. This was probably the most reliable.

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[bitchprince]

"I didn't realise Lord Leto was so free with his title these days," Arthur said, idly, and only just refrained from considering how free he can be with everything else. "But he's a skilled knife-fighter."

Which was, note, not as awesome as the sword.

[glacial_queen]

"Oh, Prince Leto isn't," Karla said, giving Arthur her most innocent look. "I am simply giving him a Kaeleeran mode of address. To express my respect, of course. He is quite a skilled fighter. And a most respectful male."

[bitchprince]

You would think so.

"So he would be," Arthur said, idly, "He's my roommate."

[glacial_queen]

And just what does that mean?

"Which part qualifies him to be your roommate?" Karla asked idly. "Being a good fighter or being a gentleman?"

She was tempted to mention the radio, but decided against it. Arthur had a sword.

[bitchprince]

"Living in my room," he said, voice as dry as Dune. "Actually."

[glacial_queen]

"Ahh," Karla said, understanding now. "'So he would be,' was not actually connected to the rest of your statement. I understand now." Her voice was almost chiding, as if to say she couldn't be expected to understand when he was unclear.

[bitchprince]

"I do apologise," Arthur said, sarcastically, "I didn't realise I was speaking too fast." He nodded at the dummy. "But don't let me distract you from your training. You're due for some time."

[glacial_queen]

"Apology accepted. Though you may wish to work on such things in the future," Karla said with her best approximation of seriousness. "And you're quite right, I am. Which is why I asked Prince Leto to teach me. I wanted to learn from someone who knew what he was doing. Kiss kiss."

[bitchprince]

Sure, because after training Fiona and the past few godforsaken months, what Arthur needed was more people pointing out how much he didn't measure up. Even Leto had his speed.

"Good luck with Lord Leto then," he repeated, "Again. You may need it."

Catty, maybe a little, but at least the insinuations weren't that strong.

[glacial_queen]

"Arthur, your concern for my training warms my heart," Karla said, smiling. "And best of luck in all of your...endeavors."

[bitchprince]

"Thank you," he said, politely, nodded, and turned back towards his dummy.

Politeness always served him well where a shield was needed.