Fourth Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon
There was some manner of holiday this weekend, apparently, which had led to quiet and two days of no classes. Cassandra actually quite enjoyed her Friday class - provided Cara wasn't feeling vengeful - and to make up for the loss of it, she had spent the morning training rather harshly in the salle. Now her muscles ached in a good way, and her stomach rumbled-- so she took her mud-spattered pauldrons into the common room.
As such, anyone ducking their heads in would find Cassandra alternating between eating bits and pieces off a large plate of eggs and bacon, and scrubbing at the mud and dirt splattered across the metal. She was content, as such.
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As such, anyone ducking their heads in would find Cassandra alternating between eating bits and pieces off a large plate of eggs and bacon, and scrubbing at the mud and dirt splattered across the metal. She was content, as such.
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