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]

"Please, this wasn't a draw," Arthur said, imperiously. He lowered his staff regardless, and gave it another little twirl before setting it down beside him. "But I suppose we should have you back at the store without too many broken bones."

[withoutverona]

"Your majesty letting me go with unshattered bones, then," Romeo agreed amiably enough as he went to stash his staff. "I'll see you."