It had been a while since she'd been there, but the familiarity of the practice field made quite a few things click back into place for her ( Read more... )

Through some miracle of timing, Bobby had actually managed to get everything for Warren's party set up earlier before heading off to Karla's.

Now, though, it was Warren's turn. Hopefully people would still have room for even more food after a BBQ, because the amount of food two brilliant bakers plus one person with access to a very good catering ( Read more... )

Fiona had made sure to have everything set up, just in case.

There was popcorn, loads of popcorn, so much popcorn... not to mention a few different seasoning salts and a bottle or two of cheese powder. There was a big blanket, a stack of the most terribly rated and ridiculous action/comedy DVDs, and a bunch of soda. And, of course, there was ( Read more... )

There was no electricity, but there were plenty of practice dummies and that was all she needed ( Read more... )

It ws morning, it was Monday, and Arthur was in the salle, going over the edge of his own sword to make sure it was still decent for actual combat. Sure, sharpening the thing wasn't strictly his job, but he liked to make sure just in case something showed up.

He was also still mildly cranky over the phone thing, but it wasn't like mildly cranky ( Read more... )

Yes, Jacob knew it was January, thank you very much. No, he wasn't wearing shoes. Look, he'd actually dragged the stupid t-shirt with him to avoid odd looks, but there just was no way to fit the shoes in the rubber band that was still tied around his ankle ( Read more... )

Fiona had been looking for Griff most of the day when she finally settled in the common room to hopefully catch him as he walked to his room. Of course, she knew it was entirely possible that he'd never actually walk past her, considering his talent, but it was as good an idea as any she could figure out. The little wrapped present sat next to ( Read more... )

Fiona hadn't come to the salle for a while, since she had no regular lessons and she'd been trying to find other ways to deal with some of her emotional issues, but she considered this morning a perfect opportunity for a visit.

A sword was pulled out, drills were started... she was trying not to go after the training dummies today, and the drills ( Read more... )

"Dodging," Arthur started, as soon as all had assembled, "Is a fine art in and of itself. When you lose your weapon, you may not be able to replace it. And even if you do have it, it might be useful to avoid being struck in the face." He paused briefly, grinning once. "But ask Zack about that. Today, we will be practicing that skill: it's a basic ( Read more... )

"Alright!" When the Reserves crew assembled today, they'd be greeted by Zack, holding up... Half a sword! The last two feet of the length of his blade were nowhere to be seen, and what survived was the hilt, and a length of metal that had definitely seen better days. "Broken weapons! They happen! I know some of you think your blades are all but ( Read more... )