Ninth Rave

[azure-savior.livejournal.com]

[In some part of the Chalice, the smell of some of the best damn coffee you've ever come across has begun to waft into your surroundings.  And shortly after smelling it, you might just catch sight of Joshua as well, drifting around with a plastic, tear-shaped cup in hand filled with coffee.  And god damn would you just look at the smile on his face.]

Alright... I don't know about any of you, but I'm feeling better than I have in the past few months.  Yeah, I know there's plenty of crap going on, but when isn't it?

[And it's at this point he holds out the cup, offering it to you.]

It's my sister's brew; the one thing she can make well.  And she makes it really well...  though for the life of me I always seem to forget how great it is.  Certainly makes every batch taste as good as the first one she ever made though.

I'd finally got around to it after Luger ate the toxins finishing off the rest, but when I started drinking this, I just thought... well, no need to keep it all to myself.  Especially since, well I did just say plenty of crap's going on.  But that's all the more reason to keep your spirits up!

(The cup in question is specifically designed to let people drink open beverages in zero-g, and yes, it really does exist.)

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[hold-r1.livejournal.com]

I've never really given it much thought outside of practicality. ... You really think I'm improving?

[azure-savior.livejournal.com]

Of course you are.

Even just picking up a sword regularly helps you improve. You get used to its weight distribution and how best to handle it.

And if you know how to handle it, using it in a fight's that much easier.

[hold-r1.livejournal.com]

[Obvious relief washes over his face.]

Thank goodness. From my side it was looking much more of a lost cause. I was getting discouraged, being inept at Sigil's only form of attack.