Salle, Wednesday Morning
No, Tahiri hadn't been here all night, although it would've been a reasonable assumption to make. She'd gone back to her room and caught a few hours of sleep, then come back down to set up with a pair of staves and the padding she honestly hated in preparation for the promised spar with Dinah.
She was feeling a little more stable today, thankfully -- it wasn't quite as quiet in her head as she'd have liked, but it was an improvement over yesterday.
And if she was moving a little bit stiffly at all from getting the hell zapped out of her by the remotes' stun bolts last night, well . . . she wasn't going to mention that.
[OOC: Expecting a much taller chatty blonde before she goes flyyyyyyying, but open salle is open. I'd post Jen today too but I'm waiting until I renew her paid account tomorrow. ;) OMG, thank you anonymous person. You didn't have to do that. o.o]
She was feeling a little more stable today, thankfully -- it wasn't quite as quiet in her head as she'd have liked, but it was an improvement over yesterday.
And if she was moving a little bit stiffly at all from getting the hell zapped out of her by the remotes' stun bolts last night, well . . . she wasn't going to mention that.
[OOC: Expecting a much taller chatty blonde before she goes flyyyyyyying, but open salle is open. I'd post Jen today too but I'm waiting until I renew her paid account tomorrow. ;) OMG, thank you anonymous person. You didn't have to do that. o.o]