[Action | Open] backdated to around 9 pm
[After waking up from six days' sleep and having eaten only a few bites since this morning he should feel run-down, but Conrad actually feels great. He's making a few changes to his usual warm-up routine, throwing in some complicated exercises and pleased with the ease at which he performs them.]
[Something is nagging at him, though. A strange scent that he can't put out of his awareness; metallic perhaps? Maybe the sterile smell of the hospital had gotten to him a bit. He refuses to let it break his focus, executing another pass at the training dummy with impressive speed.]
((OOC: aslkfg I'm late posting this, sorry! Conrad's new bloodlust is up, and while I already have a volunteer to be snacked on be warned that anyone tagging in might also be appraised~ he won't bite without permission, though. ^^; ]