Castle Training Hall, Krondor
The squires stretched.
"You look happy. For once." Locklear smiled as he started the calisthenics to limber up before the sword work began.
James looked over at the blonde squire and nodded. "After the week I've had, a little sparring will work wonders for my mood. I've been cooped up in the castle for too long behind a desk."
The two worked in silence for a few minutes, cycling through lunges, sit-ups, push-ups, and such. "Ready?" James asked, not waiting for Locky to finish. He grabbed his rapier -- still the one gifted from Prince Arutha so many years ago -- from where it leaned against the wall and pulled out the thin blade.
And quickly sheathed it. The light and the pffsssshhvmmvmmmrmmmrmv sound stopped.
"Locky?" asked James, not turning around. "Did you see that?"
"Why is your sword glowing yellow?"
"You did see that." James pulled the sword out completely.
PffssshhhhhhvvmmmmrmmmrmmmrmrmrmrmmmmmmmmvoooooommmmmmvrooooOOoooomm
"Dammit, Fandom," the squire said softly, looking at his loud glowing rapier.
[ooc: laaaate for may the fourth! This is what happens when I can't sleep]
"You look happy. For once." Locklear smiled as he started the calisthenics to limber up before the sword work began.
James looked over at the blonde squire and nodded. "After the week I've had, a little sparring will work wonders for my mood. I've been cooped up in the castle for too long behind a desk."
The two worked in silence for a few minutes, cycling through lunges, sit-ups, push-ups, and such. "Ready?" James asked, not waiting for Locky to finish. He grabbed his rapier -- still the one gifted from Prince Arutha so many years ago -- from where it leaned against the wall and pulled out the thin blade.
And quickly sheathed it. The light and the pffsssshhvmmvmmmrmmmrmv sound stopped.
"Locky?" asked James, not turning around. "Did you see that?"
"Why is your sword glowing yellow?"
"You did see that." James pulled the sword out completely.
PffssshhhhhhvvmmmmrmmmrmmmrmrmrmrmmmmmmmmvoooooommmmmmvrooooOOoooomm
"Dammit, Fandom," the squire said softly, looking at his loud glowing rapier.
[ooc: laaaate for may the fourth! This is what happens when I can't sleep]