Behind the Dorms, Tuesday... Morning
It was morning, which meant it was time to set up for the reserve, check through potential exercises, and possibly get a run in after. There was just something about going through these motions that always calmed that part of Arthur that was still screaming incessantly about everything being wrong, out of sync, off-balance; a warped version of normality, but still as close to it as things at Fandom ever got.
This was about to be rudely interrupted by the giant tomato.
It rolled towards him, almost idly, as he worked. Rolled closer. Rolled yet closer. And then--
Arthur's blade flashed, slicing it in half, then into thirds, fifths, eights. Only then did it lie quiet. "What in the--"
There was a rolling noise. He looked up to find the cabbages rolling towards the back of the dorms. "Oh, you have got to be joking!" Well, he thought, as he punched in a message to whatever reserve members he could think of to alert, at least the island is giving us the option of Merlin being even remotely useful.
He shoved the phone back into his pocket, and looked to the sky for confirmation as he redrew his sword.
[[ this will be your reserve post for the day. AKA open! ]]
This was about to be rudely interrupted by the giant tomato.
It rolled towards him, almost idly, as he worked. Rolled closer. Rolled yet closer. And then--
Arthur's blade flashed, slicing it in half, then into thirds, fifths, eights. Only then did it lie quiet. "What in the--"
There was a rolling noise. He looked up to find the cabbages rolling towards the back of the dorms. "Oh, you have got to be joking!" Well, he thought, as he punched in a message to whatever reserve members he could think of to alert, at least the island is giving us the option of Merlin being even remotely useful.
He shoved the phone back into his pocket, and looked to the sky for confirmation as he redrew his sword.
[[ this will be your reserve post for the day. AKA open! ]]