Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170424191044/@comment-26444332-20170523192655

They arrive in the courtyard (Jaukoehai with them; having not thought it proper to leave his charge) to a surprising sight: that of Elise O'Hara (forgot about her, didn't you?) learning the art of the sword from Crowley, who had removed his overcoat for the venture.

'No, no,' he was saying as they arrived, easily fending off her attacks. 'This is a mistake Azarias made for months until he got it right: you can't flail about like that. For Martin's sake, you're going to cut your own head off-' he cuts off when he sees them, twisting his wrist to send Elise's sword flying. The girl is breathing hard, while the ancient mage hasn't broken a sweat.

'Good morning!' he calls. 'Were you to sleep the day away? It's already nine-thirty.'