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tampered2010-01-24 04:28 am
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ongoing; closed
When; January 24, Sunday
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Leon Magnus [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
roseofseingald] and Stahn Aileron [myswordtalks]
Summary; Stahn wants to join Leon for his daily training routine. But little did they expect they'd be cursed for it.
Log; Leon had woken feeling a little off today, but he thought little of it as he dressed to ready himself for training. Nothing was physically different about his body, and his mindset seemed normal. Perhaps the feeling stemmed from the fact that he wasn't training with Yuri or Emil that morning, but instead Stahn. For the first time since Stahn got to the City, they were going to fight. The last time they'd fought in battle, the circumstances had been different, painful even. But it was only training, there was no need to make more of it than needed. And on that note, he exited his room and crossed the hall - which took him seven steps, not that he was counting - to Stahn's room.
He didn't bother knocking, and instead pushed the door open, flicking on the light to wake Stahn up. But of course, such a measure wouldn't be enough. He knew Stahn's sleeping habits all too well to know that merely turning a light on would do nothing to affect the slumber.
"Stahn!" Huh. He'd meant to say the word idiot, but it hadn't come out. "How long are you going to sleep? Did you forget we were training this morning?"
Well, that was odd too. That sentence had been so much more abrasive in his head. Why hadn't it come out like that? Not that he was purposely abrasive to Stahn or anything. He moved closer to the bed, prepared to take more drastic measures if Stahn didn't wake at his voice. Those drastic measures would likely include an arte. Not a destructive one of course - no, something simple like little red and yellow hammers.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Leon Magnus [
roseofseingald] and Stahn Aileron [myswordtalks]Summary; Stahn wants to join Leon for his daily training routine. But little did they expect they'd be cursed for it.
Log; Leon had woken feeling a little off today, but he thought little of it as he dressed to ready himself for training. Nothing was physically different about his body, and his mindset seemed normal. Perhaps the feeling stemmed from the fact that he wasn't training with Yuri or Emil that morning, but instead Stahn. For the first time since Stahn got to the City, they were going to fight. The last time they'd fought in battle, the circumstances had been different, painful even. But it was only training, there was no need to make more of it than needed. And on that note, he exited his room and crossed the hall - which took him seven steps, not that he was counting - to Stahn's room.
He didn't bother knocking, and instead pushed the door open, flicking on the light to wake Stahn up. But of course, such a measure wouldn't be enough. He knew Stahn's sleeping habits all too well to know that merely turning a light on would do nothing to affect the slumber.
"Stahn!" Huh. He'd meant to say the word idiot, but it hadn't come out. "How long are you going to sleep? Did you forget we were training this morning?"
Well, that was odd too. That sentence had been so much more abrasive in his head. Why hadn't it come out like that? Not that he was purposely abrasive to Stahn or anything. He moved closer to the bed, prepared to take more drastic measures if Stahn didn't wake at his voice. Those drastic measures would likely include an arte. Not a destructive one of course - no, something simple like little red and yellow hammers.