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fandomhighdorms2010-09-03 01:13 pm
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Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon
Wes was having a... strange day. For one thing, he still had a few globs of pie filling in his hair from his Badass class earlier, and he was still annoyed at the way his Science of Deduction teacher had criticized his "tiny brain." So he retreated to the common room to decompress. Showering might have been a better choice, but sitting in the common room with a stack of books seemed more appealing. So he did.
no subject
Actually, that excuse wouldn't be all that far off from the truth. He scrambled for more support for his argument.
"But suppose you went home and you were training with your Watcher and she noticed that your technique had deteriorated, or changed significantly in a way that suggested another person's influence, and it affected your fighting style?"