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Salle, Monday morning

Blair was gone. This was bothering Serena more than she'd care to admit, looking across her the room they'd shared in the cabins to see an empty bed. It was what had gotten her up early that morning, grabbing her gear and heading to the salle. At least if she was going to have things on her mind, she could get a bit of practice in. It would help her focus. Help her not think about her best friend and the fact they'd not-yet worked things out here. That they'd left things on bad terms.

Or at least, she hoped it would.

[[Open post is as always, open. ~~Wait for the OCD, not that there's much of it.~~ OCD UP!]]

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What it says. Do things with swords. Chatter. Be like that.

I told you there wasn't much OCD to be had.

But Serena likes short skirts and I felt the need to share.

Serena had a minimum of protective gear on, holding her sabre and working on form. Hair pulled messily up, she bit her lip as she worked out facing the mirror. It was all about balance, she tried to remember. A little while in, and her lunges weren't looking that shabby anymore.

Arthur was a little surprised to catch anyone else this early in the salle at his usual time, but he wasn't about to make a thing of it. Instead, he came in as he generally did, Merlin at his side as he went to pick a practice blade for the day.

His students were liable to show up any minute, after all. He considered his blade once, and judged it worthy.

Well, someone needed to keep up the care of Arthur's weapons, you know. Even if he was perfectly capable of it himself.

prat

Oh god, Merlin. Stop texting!

I'd think you'd learned your lesson about using this last week, Arthur texted, as he paced up to a dummy.

Serena had seen Arthur in here before, but didn't actually know who he was. It didn't stop her from smiling sheepishly at the other early arrivers. "Is it cheesy to ask if you come here often?"

In between sharpening a danger, he managed to text back:

i know the way to keep convrsasions aparte now, than you

Arthur paused in his motions to cast her a look. "I do come here often," he said, sounding mostly utterly confused.

"Are you sure you want to run the risk?" Arthur called, "You could wound someone with that spelling of yours."

Way to have a joke fall flat, S. Serena could almost hear Gossip Girl in her head laughing at her. Thank goodness she wasn't here. "No, I meant," she shook her head, wincing a bit. "Never mind. I was just trying to say hi"

"I spell perfectly fine," Merlin shouted back at him. In some magical world he did.

Arthur offered her a look that was still mostly nonplussed. "Hi," he returned, matter-of-factly, and then channeled his attention back to his dummy. Gave his sword a twirl and attacked.

Merlin looked around in a bit of confusion. "Do you?"

Merlin, your spelling puts es in places where the letter e is not meant to go.

That had gone just swimmingly, hadn't it? Serena sighed, watching him for a moment before turning back to her own lunges and extensions. They were still too sloppy.

"Does not!"

Inside voice, Merlin.

It just got worse and worse, didn't it? "No, not really. Just once or twice. But I have basic sword skills this session, so..."

She looked at him, a bit curious, "aren't you going to practice?"

"Me?" Merlin snorted in amusement. "Oh, no, no, no. I'll leave the playing with swords to Arthur."

Up ahead, Arthur just sighed expressively as he took another stab at his dummy.

No Necklace in Dinah's room this morning when she checked; just her usual comm necklace. Which she was now wearing, since it did remind her of home.

"Morning, Arthur." Dinah was humming The Killers under her breath as she headed for her usual practice sword. Relief does that to her.

Alright. That didn't make a lot of sense to her. "Then why come? I mean, is it really that exciting to watch?"

"Not really," Merlin admitted. "It gives me time to take care of his royal highness' armor and weaponry, though."

Someone had taught Merlin about smilies. Someone should be shot for this.

>:(

"Dinah, good to see you're still out and about," Arthur said, ever the disinterested one. He rolled his shoulders once. "Haven't gotten attacked by any items, have you."

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