The Salle, Early Thursday Morning

[puppy_fair]

It was morning! And Arthur had mentioned a while back that Zack needed to get out and actually practise more often, and so Zack had pretty much charted out a day of training for himself, starting here, and then moving on into the preserve later on. He had no classes on Thursday, so why not?

And if he just so happened to be humming under his breath as he ran through some patterns with his sword, it wasn't as though he was thinking much of it, really.

He was Zack. It was normal.

[Up for great SP justice. I want to get some playing in today, dangit.]