Ok. I'll be sure to keep that in mind when posting. WC: 547 {5 points}
It was a normal morning for Layla. After a long good night’s rest she still wasn’t exactly ready to get out of bed. She paused for a moment before lifting herelf out of bed and sitting on the edge. She was still a bit tired and her hair was in a mess. She yawned and streched out her arms before finally raising out of bed and heading over to her dresser. She grabbed a brush and began to brush out her hair. Once it was nicer than it was before. Moving from her dresser she slipped into her closet to change. She sleeply looked to the outfits she had and thought wearing her red top woul be nice for today. She slipped it on carefully and buckled the buckles on her shoulder before she went back to her dresser. She looked in one of the drawers and pulled out some nice dark jeans. She slipped them one before she yawned again and headed downstairs. She figured it wuld be nice to head outside for a bit and enjoy the sun. She didn’t know if anyone else would be up.
As Layla went a bit on her walk, she looked over and noticed that none other than Saluce was up as well. She didn’t think he’d be one of the ones up early in the morning. She then noticed that on the belt her was wearing were all his weapons. She figured he must have been a weapons’ master and trained with them early in the morning. Then something caught her eye and even scared her a bit. It was the devilish grin that was on Saluce’s face. What was he smiling so smugly about? Something was not right here. She could understand if he liked weapons and loved to train with them but that smile was just not right. She stood at a distance and just watched him. There was something about his movements that Layla was able to spot. It was as if the moves he was using were from something that already happened. She figured this because any normal training would normally involve a target, not acting like there are real people around and he’s actually causing their death.
After watching Saluce, she was glad when he finally paused and stopped his little act. She took a few breaths and then went to continue on her way until he started acting up again. What was wrong with him? The next thing she knew he was stabbing one of his swords into a tree and growling angerly. Was ther something tormenting his mind? There had to be, otherwise he wouldn’t have been acting to rashly. She then noticed her was moving his injured leg and kicked with it. Was he just being stupid now? He knew that leg was injured and he still used it. She sighed and watched him lay down, angered by the pain in his leg. Layla figured now was the best time to make her move. She moved over to him and stood over him, shaking her head. Oi Saluce… didn’t anyone ever tell you to take it easy when something like that is healing? Why don’t you take a break from training and wait until your leg is all better hmm?”
