The Salle, Wednesday Afternoon

Feb 18, 2009 17:28

It hadn't actually occurred to him until Romeo mentioned Edward's troubles the previous day. It hadn't occurred to him, and yet as of yesterday, it was suddenly occurring to Arthur rather often. This was, truly and sincerely, an utter pain. He would blame the distraction on the island's constant trials, and the only fashion in which that could be ( Read more... )

salle, priestly, arthur pendragon, worf

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sonofmogh February 18 2009, 17:09:14 UTC
After his trip to town, Worf showed up at the salle in order to work out some... Extra frustration.

He spotted Arthur without his sling and raised an eyebrow. "Are you able to spar yet?" He demanded.

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bitch_prince February 18 2009, 17:11:53 UTC
"In mind, yes," Arthur said. He wasn't quite on the level of 'chopping off fake heads' yet, but his blows came with a mindboggling precision as he spoke.

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sonofmogh February 18 2009, 17:51:49 UTC
"But not in body?" Worf said with a touch of taunting in his voice.

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bitch_prince February 18 2009, 17:53:34 UTC
"If you can contain your excitement for another two weeks, I'd be glad to face you in a spar," Arthur replied, with as much politeness as he had been capable of.

He dearly hated having to tap out of these. Two weeks may not have been a truly conservative estimate.

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lovemykilt February 18 2009, 17:35:28 UTC
[ooc: cranky and violent? How could I not?!]

Someone or something was conspiring against Priestly getting to . . . take the edge off, so he had to find some other way to do it. He decided to continue with the exercise route after cheerleading. Unfortunately, he was distracted with trying to be constantly alert for signs as to who or what was after him. Which would be how he'd ended up in the Salle.

". . . This isn't the weight room."

Oh, Priestly, you're a genius.

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bitch_prince February 18 2009, 17:39:25 UTC
"Priestly. I see you're still demonstrating prowess in the discipline of astute observation," Arthur said, without as much as looking at him. He was far too busy with his drills. Right now, they involved some stellar moves one could use should one wish to rid someone of their limbs.

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lovemykilt February 18 2009, 17:41:30 UTC
Priestly jumped, demonstrating his prowess in the area of twitchiness. "You," he said, not terribly enthusiastically. He watched the sword for several moments and in light of his current theories, resisted the urge to . . . cover himself for protection. "Dude, you're gonna put an eye out with that thing."

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bitch_prince February 18 2009, 17:44:21 UTC
Oh, for the love of God. "Putting someone's eye out with a sword might be a bit pointless, considering you may as well run them through while you're at it," he said, sanely, and gave one blow more power and precision by adding some backing from his other hand.

It still stung a bit, but he was more than happy to find it lessened considerably in comparison to earlier tries.

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