[It's a nice day out finally, but Tear is spending it indoors again-- the dojo this time. She hasn't trained since she came back-- which is just plain neglect-- and even though she's not the violent type, it's still a good way to let off steam from the minor frustration she's had in the last few days.

Having opted for one of the practice staffs available for use than her own weapon, she starts out basic enough against the straw dummy, before moving to increasingly quick and difficult techniques as she lets herself just go into the familiar motions, the solid thwacks from her strikes echoing loudly in the open hall for some time.

Once the helpless dummy has been thoroughly beaten up to her satisfaction, she takes a second for a quick break, and to tuck back some hair that's fallen into her face. Deeming her fighting form decent after a moment of criticism, she figures she should let Conrad know she's good to go for that spar now... but decides to take just a few more minutes to have another go first]

[His day? Yeah, he doesn't want to even think about his day. Long story short it's been ridiculous and long and...maybe heartbreaking. It's just that he doesn't want to fight with Roxas anymore, ruin anything else important that he's created since he's come here.

It's nighttime by the time he arrives back home, tired and smelling faintly of cigarette smoke and maybe a touch of whiskey. He isn't drunk or anything; just...flushed.

After a moment he sighs and shuts the door with his back and as expected there's Pluto waiting for him at the front door.]

...Hey. [he says as he quickly pats the puppy on the head and then heads off to walk further into the apartment in search of Wolfram.]

[ he plays at being asleep for about half an hour, facing the opposite wall of their shelter room and waiting to be sure Flynn's asleep, before he sits up in bed and silently stands, tugging the sheet free of his bed. then he crosses the room, to where Flynn's keeping the sword -- in good condition, despite everything. Probably couldn't bear to mistreat a sword, no matter what.

just going to COVER THAT SWORD UP with the sheet, ready in case it starts squirming! ]


((ooc: Yuri is kidnapping Excalibur, and planning on taking him to meet Fuuma under cover of night. Feel free to run into him on the streets of Marina, with a bedsheet over his shoulder that occasionally squirms distressingly.))