fandomhighdorms | The Salle, Friday Afternoon

Natalie's bow was still not here. She had an estimated arrival time now, though. But it was Monday, and she'd be in Turkey. She wasn't sure why that was annoying her so much, but it was. She was usually more than content to just sit around with her books, but she was finding herself twitchy these days. She needed to do something physical. And the arcade with DDR and whatever was too far away. So for a change, she made her way down to the salle, and got a few training dummies out. And then she went to work on beating the crap out of them.

She may have been a bookworm, but she was a bookworm who could kick pretty damn high and hard.

And if you happened to be watching, and kind of felt her high kicks and turns and the occasional punch thrown in were happening in time to some music you could just barely kind of hear? Well, sometimes she had her own natural background music.

[ooc: Open salle!]