The Salle, Sunday Morning

[nottrivial]

Training early in the mornings wasn't new to Alec, especially now that he was used to the salle and starting to appreciate the relatively simplistic layout of it -- especially its lack of the Institute's high support beams for practicing balancing and flips, which had only ever made him fret about someone's safety cord snapping in the middle of training. He wasn't really much for those acrobatics anyway.

Since his bow had gotten a lot of use lately, today he was changing it up and practicing with seraph blades. He had three on him, each one dull and inert in his left hand as he assumed a fighting stance across from a target, steadying himself. Then he took one in his right hand, gave its name -- "Camael--" and as the blade extended and flames sprung up around it, making it glow, he hurled it at the target, where it landed cleanly in the right shoulder.

Not bad. He'd been aiming for the neck, though.

Time to try again.

[[open like a salle on a boring sunday!]]

Comments

[whenshewasnice]

Yeah, he wasn't going to find anything there. Not a single trace of 'I know Jace is lying to you about not remembering things'. nope.

Her face stayed perfectly neutral, just as it had been. "Fandom seems to be fickle about that, yeah," she said.

[nottrivial]

Well, it was Natalie. Somehow he'd known he wasn't going to find much in her expression that she didn't want there.

"Do you?" he finally asked. "Remember everything, I mean."

He wasn't sure which answer he'd've preferred.

[whenshewasnice]

"Most things, as far as I can tell."

Technically not a lie, though it did leave room for subsequent lying. Natalie was good at choosing her words.

[nottrivial]

Alec just nodded. "It's strange. The... variation."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie shrugged. "Different plots require different levels of forgetting, I guess."

Sure, Nat, talk some nonsense at the boy, that's reassuring.

"And there's variety in all of the island's crap."

[nottrivial]

Alec... couldn't say he quite understood that first part, but he was just going to go furrowing his brow instead of outright asking about it. "Right," he said, looking down. "I guess."

[whenshewasnice]

It was usually best not to ask.

"Should I take this as you not remembering everything?"

She was just curious about how deep in denial everyone was going to be about certain things.

[nottrivial]

"No." He wasn't in denial, he was just keeping the obsessing about it fairly quiet. Which... wasn't hard, because he only ever spoke to like two people. "I think I remember all of it."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie didn't look surprised, but that wasn't exactly new, was it? With the way she didn't tend to give anything away.

"You think you remember all of it?"

[nottrivial]

Alec shrugged. "If there's something I'm missing, it fits out easily enough that I don't miss it."

[whenshewasnice]

"Guess that's how it works." Natalie knew she remembered everything but hell, things could have slipped through the cracks, somehow.

She flicked her bangs out of her eyes. "But I should probably leave you to your training."

[nottrivial]

"Guess so." He was still a little puzzled by how civil this conversation had been. It was almost a little annoying on some level, actually. Disliking her was simpler.

"I'll see you around."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie gave him an almost imperceptible nod, before vanishing the way she'd come.

Well, she supposed seeing him around again would be kind of inevitable.

[nottrivial]

Alec watched her go with a curious look on his face, then shook his head and turned his attention to his seraph blades.

"Ambriel," he muttered, and fired another one off at the target.