Just a punching bag today, heavy and sturdy; whatever he'd done to his shoulder meant it was still a little bit sore trying for proper sword forms, but boxing was a completely different set of motions and pummeling a bag for a few hours was a good way to let his mind wander and keep somewhat in shape.
When Shaw turns up suddenly it's easy to stop at least, and reorient on his Warden instead of the heavy bag, picking up a water bottle poached from the kitchens. "Yes ma'am. What do you want from me?"
Easy compliance, but that's nothing new. He had other ways of digging his heels in.
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Date: 2025-01-04 06:09 pm (UTC)When Shaw turns up suddenly it's easy to stop at least, and reorient on his Warden instead of the heavy bag, picking up a water bottle poached from the kitchens. "Yes ma'am. What do you want from me?"
Easy compliance, but that's nothing new. He had other ways of digging his heels in.