Nick is practicing in his loft when he gets the message. He smiles, amused at the timing, and replies quickly. Sure. Be there in ten minutes. He collects the two swords he'd brought out to spar with, leaving the third and oldest behind for now. He checks that the doors are locked and then leaves.
When he appears, his eyes easily adjust to the low light easily as he watches Connor's kata silently. He pulls off his coat as it's pleasantly warm, and drapes it over an arm as he holds his rapier in one hand, and a crusader's sword in the other.
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Date: 2010-12-27 10:35 pm (UTC)Sure. Be there in ten minutes.He collects the two swords he'd brought out to spar with, leaving the third and oldest behind for now. He checks that the doors are locked and then leaves.
When he appears, his eyes easily adjust to the low light easily as he watches Connor's kata silently. He pulls off his coat as it's pleasantly warm, and drapes it over an arm as he holds his rapier in one hand, and a crusader's sword in the other.