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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley enters Milliway's, determinedly keeping his balance. He makes his way towards the bar, requests a pen and paper, and, taking great care not to bleed on anything this time, writes a note. It reads:

ATTN: Swordsmen/women

Training partner needed. Longsword/broadsword/etc... preferable. Immortality/invincibility a plus. No fencers need apply. Find me out by the lake.

- Crowley

He pins it to the noticeboard, and asks the bar for some torches. Heading out to the lake, he puts down the sword and sticks the oil-coated bundles of reeds in the ground. They light themselves as, hissing at the pull of wounds, Crowley starts to warm up*

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

All right. *goes to rinse it in the lake*

[aj_crawley]

You good to keep going, or shall I get Odysseus to step in?

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*winces slightly as she turns back to him*

I could keep going, but I should probably let the others have a turn *gestures to the 'line' that has formed*

[aj_crawley]

*grins slightly*

Fair enough.

Thanks, Snow.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*smiles, just barely concealing the wince underneath*

It was a good fight, Crowley. I hope the practice pays off for you.

*heads back to the bar to retrieve her children*