The Salle [Wednesday, After Classes]

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So apparently some people weren't as crazy as Kate, and preferred not to get up at the ass-crack of dawn to play with swords. Possibly that was because she was alone in that particular habit. Or just she spent time with the ones inclined to lie-ins.

Either way she was breaking that habit once again today. She couldn't help but wonder, idly, as she ran a cloth over Slayer's blade if maybe teaching someone to do as she did, didn't come somewhere under Tyrion's 'nothing that'll get anyone killed' clause. The thought wasn't giving her any pause, though, and she'd brought an extra sword, assuming that her partner would probably show. Hoped she did, actually, since she was intrigued to know if this would work.

Her lips twitched in a slight grimace as she encountered a weakness in the enchanted blade. "I'll feed you tomorrow."

... She liked to pretend it could understand her sometimes. Hush.

[[Kate is waiting for someone specific, but the post is still open and she's around should anyone want to bother her before that.]]