The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Getting to go back to regular practice after the time spent in New York? Priceless. At least if you asked Arthur, who was up good and early that morning to do just that. His muscles were aching after a while, having grown a bit lazy over the past few days despite his best efforts, but he took that as a good thing. Building.

He might have been a mite bit focused on his own drills today, yes; he was even more precise than usual. The practice dummy appreciated it.

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Yay for routine. And working out. And Being All You Could Be, so someday, you too could fight crime in fishnets and hopefully not date jerks and--

Yeah. Time to grab those sticks and hit something. "Hey, Arthur. Happy New Year. Have a good break?" She'd seen him around the New Year's party, but hadn't felt up to saying 'hi' at the time.

[bitchprince]

"It was uneventful," Arthur supplied. Which was Arthurian for 'I got bored up to my eyeballs and may have considered leaping out the window had it not been for all the sex'.

The strikethrough part was just for his own reference, mind. He had no intention of fitting that into a three-word sentence. "Barring the New York trip, which Morgana found interesting."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah knew the un-strike-through-'d part pretty well by now, also, that whatever he found 'interesting' was usually entertaining. "Oh?" Whap whap whappity whap! "What'd Morgana find there?" Cinq siete, doce dos, uno ocho nueve! And Dinah split her attention between the eskrima and Arthur perfectly, waiting for an answer there.

[bitchprince]

Arthur shot her a funny look. "It's Morgana," he returned, "She probably found a particularly engaging shoe shop or something." Or snogged someone just to piss him off. The lengths to which Morgana would go to irritate him were unmentionable; Arthur wouldn't put it past her.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah gave him a look, because Morgana wasn't just pretty clothes, but, yeah, he knew that. Whap-whappity, and after all this time the elbow and knee weren't a problem any more. "I climbed a skyscraper with Firekeeper," she said absently, stopping to twirl the sticks a second, then hit the bag again. "And explored with Emma and Kennedy. Did you get to see any of the city?"

[bitchprince]

"Some," Arthur said, squinting back at her. "You climbed one of those? I thought they were a bit up in arms about that." Yes, she was getting the how stupid are you look.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

You could tell by how the dummy was very stoic about the entire session.

"Do you think I ought to see if I can try that bird thing on purpose?" Merlin asked, not looking up from his iPhone. He'd somehow managed to find Spider Solitaire.

He may never put it down.

[bitchprince]

"And get stuck for another month?" Arthur called back, dubiously. "Now you're just borrowing trouble."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Owain will need to learn to fly in a few weeks," Merlin replied, proving that he was that pet owner. Just be glad no one made owl hats. Or scarfs.

[bitchprince]

"Yes," Arthur said, patiently, "You know this because I told you so. That's not an excuse to get out of doing anything for a week just because you had to go and turn into a bird."

Thus proving that he was that boyfriend. Or just Arthur, really.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't stay one." That was implying he could manage it on his own, after all.

[bitchprince]

"You got stuck last time," Arthur pointed out. "I don't think you've gained an air of competence since."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"What bird thing?" Dinah asked in curiosity, when she stopped to take a small break. "And how were your holidays here with a cranky prince?" Assuming he had been. Dinah did because 'boredom' and 'nothing to do' kinda spelled Cranky Arthur to her.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Oh! Hello, Dinah," Merlin replied. "I meant when I was a bird those--times."

And tried to walk places. He was an awesome bird.

"They were fun! I rather liked the fizzy wine."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"You did pretty well as a merlin, Merlin." Dinah grinned back at him. "Although I thought you didn't like what you had to eat? The raw meat and all... And yeah, champagne is awesome. I skipped it so I wouldn't have a hangover, though." Places to wake up and climb the next morning!

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You got used to it after a while," Merlin replied. "Mostly I just missed the sweets..."

Oh, the sweets.

[bigbadgunn.livejournal.com]

The word on the street was that this "salle" thing was the place to go if you wanted to work out with weapons. Somehow the lawyers back home had figured out a way to get Gunn's equipment through security and to the school.

So after watching the blonde guy pound away on the dummy thing, Gunn went over to check out some of the practice weapons to see if they had anything different.

[bitchprince]

Arthur finished off his drill. Of course he'd noticed the onlooker, but he'd paid him no heed. Now, though, he was curious - if simply because he was recruiting this time around.

For the reserves. Anyone who could swing a good weapon... "Are you looking for something?"

[bigbadgunn.livejournal.com]

"Just checking out what you guys have in the closet here," Gunn said pulling out one of the practice swords and checking the balance and weight of the thing. "Seems to me a school like this seems to have a lot of weapons around."

And Gunn didn't seem uncomfortable at all with that. Confused a touch, but definitely not uncomfortable.

[bitchprince]

"They're well-needed," Arthur replied. Not just because a good in was a good in, but also because it needed to be said. "We deal with our fair share of dangerous creatures here. No sense in letting the students lose their edge."

Or, in the case of someone like Arthur, probably crack without a venue for their aggressive impulses.

[bigbadgunn.livejournal.com]

Gunn was in the middle of a little swing of his sword when Arthur mentioned "dangerous creatures."

Yeah. That caught his attention.

"Hold up. By dangerous, you mean exactly what?" he asked seriously. "Like those things that crawl around in the vents or something weirder?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

New guy, new tall guy, and yay, someone else to talk weapons with, maybe. "Hey! Welcome to Fandom. I'm guessing you're new, even if I've gone a while before meeting new kids before. I'm Dinah." Dinah twirled the eskrima in her hands and smiled.

[bigbadgunn.livejournal.com]

"Gunn," he replied. "And yeah. I was one of those lumps of shivering flesh out by the bonfire Saturday. You people have a strange way of greeting new students."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Strange but pretty?" Dinah offered, amused. "Who got to you with the shirt-off thing first?"

[bigbadgunn.livejournal.com]

"Some girl who promised to nurse me back to health if I got sick," Gunn said scratching his head. "Helen, I think? What is it, some game to see who can get the most guys to strip?"