[TSAS, IC] Training Post
(( Mmm, I hope you don't mind that I specified where she is ))
Trian swept down the stairs to stand behind and slightly off to the side of Rosalie where she was seated before the fireplace. He had his staff in hand and a jacket over his usual attire. However, rather than letting his hair fan out in his wake as he usually did, Trian had his long hair tied into a braid. Brow furrowing slightly, he said abruptly to Rosalie, no greeting at all.
"You. Dress yourself in something easy to move in. Be quick; we're going out." His voice was one of someone who expected to be obeyed immediately. "And bring your weapons with you."
Not waiting for a reply, or any form of protest, Trian turned on his heel and exited the house, closing the front door behind him. Sighing and crossing his arms, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, staff clutched against his arm. Although he wasn't tapping his foot, the hand on his staff gripped it harder than what was necessary.
Trian swept down the stairs to stand behind and slightly off to the side of Rosalie where she was seated before the fireplace. He had his staff in hand and a jacket over his usual attire. However, rather than letting his hair fan out in his wake as he usually did, Trian had his long hair tied into a braid. Brow furrowing slightly, he said abruptly to Rosalie, no greeting at all.
"You. Dress yourself in something easy to move in. Be quick; we're going out." His voice was one of someone who expected to be obeyed immediately. "And bring your weapons with you."
Not waiting for a reply, or any form of protest, Trian turned on his heel and exited the house, closing the front door behind him. Sighing and crossing his arms, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, staff clutched against his arm. Although he wasn't tapping his foot, the hand on his staff gripped it harder than what was necessary.