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Who: Jeb & Az
Where: Az's room
When: January 21st, 9:45 pm
What: A chat.
He'd never felt quite so uncomfortable in someone else's presence before, as he had in Jane's, and was more than happy to leave. Jeb would have to work on that feeling, considering he was going to be trained by her starting tomorrow morning at four... Just the thought of it made him stifle a yawn. Waking up that early would really impair the amount of time he could spend with Az before falling asleep, although as long as training didn't last long, he could always make it up to her. After a small nap or some coffee.
Glad to see no guards before Az's door, he let himself into her room-- well, their room now, since he spent more time in it than he did anywhere else anyway. Jeb had never really been here without her here as well, and for a few moments, the room looked rather big and empty as he stood in the middle, looking around, unsure of what to do now. He'd beaten her here, which was good, since he highly doubted her guards would drag him out, while he wouldn't have put it past them to not let him in, especially after what he no doubt was the sole cause of in the infirmary.
Rubbing his nose, he could feel a slight bruise beginning to form. As long as that didn't darken too much tonight, he could pass it off as an aftereffect of training, so as to not worry Az. 'You followed me to DG's room, I never should've run off like that...' Who knew, it was possible, after all. He just wanted her to stop blaming herself for everything, especially things that were in absolutely no way her fault.
There wasn't much to do now but wait. Jeb sat down on the bed, staring across the room at his reflection in a mirror on the dresser.
Where: Az's room
When: January 21st, 9:45 pm
What: A chat.
He'd never felt quite so uncomfortable in someone else's presence before, as he had in Jane's, and was more than happy to leave. Jeb would have to work on that feeling, considering he was going to be trained by her starting tomorrow morning at four... Just the thought of it made him stifle a yawn. Waking up that early would really impair the amount of time he could spend with Az before falling asleep, although as long as training didn't last long, he could always make it up to her. After a small nap or some coffee.
Glad to see no guards before Az's door, he let himself into her room-- well, their room now, since he spent more time in it than he did anywhere else anyway. Jeb had never really been here without her here as well, and for a few moments, the room looked rather big and empty as he stood in the middle, looking around, unsure of what to do now. He'd beaten her here, which was good, since he highly doubted her guards would drag him out, while he wouldn't have put it past them to not let him in, especially after what he no doubt was the sole cause of in the infirmary.
Rubbing his nose, he could feel a slight bruise beginning to form. As long as that didn't darken too much tonight, he could pass it off as an aftereffect of training, so as to not worry Az. 'You followed me to DG's room, I never should've run off like that...' Who knew, it was possible, after all. He just wanted her to stop blaming herself for everything, especially things that were in absolutely no way her fault.
There wasn't much to do now but wait. Jeb sat down on the bed, staring across the room at his reflection in a mirror on the dresser.