[ There were plenty of reasons why she didn't, regardless of the ability to speak about tips and all that. It was better to just get all these cuts cleaned up and to rinse the taste of blood out of her mouth. Not necessarily because she hated blood, but as a novice, there was nothing that compared to the taste of one's own maker's blood.
Just in time for there to be another one, and obligation turned its head around once more. There was no pride in her work, though the skills were more practiced than most novices would've been while in their seasons. If she left a thrall to bleed until their bodies finally closed up the wound, her own maker would be disappointed. Perhaps this was a little more reason why she was annoyed with the other novices, who seemed to be too busy watching the exercises to even send a note. ]
Gee, thanks. Because I had all the time this evening.
[ Well, she knew that a couple of these people were also in some silver classes for the extra approvals outside their intended court, after giving off a breath, she wrangled them up to take care of this themselves, handing the towel to one and the cream to the other. They could protest, sure, but one still owed her for losing a bet last week, and the other was very close to failing, and a comment to a teacher could lock them out of that court's approval. Taking care of the first thrall was free, but it's not like their hands were broken.
The youngblood wasn't going through those demonstrations and distracting everyone, so they could pitch in. Hanging the bag up, which changed to a plain black leather bag, Eden pushed the guards up on the swords in their single sheath, pulling them out with one hand. She had her own plans, after all. ]
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Just in time for there to be another one, and obligation turned its head around once more. There was no pride in her work, though the skills were more practiced than most novices would've been while in their seasons. If she left a thrall to bleed until their bodies finally closed up the wound, her own maker would be disappointed. Perhaps this was a little more reason why she was annoyed with the other novices, who seemed to be too busy watching the exercises to even send a note. ]
Gee, thanks. Because I had all the time this evening.
[ Well, she knew that a couple of these people were also in some silver classes for the extra approvals outside their intended court, after giving off a breath, she wrangled them up to take care of this themselves, handing the towel to one and the cream to the other. They could protest, sure, but one still owed her for losing a bet last week, and the other was very close to failing, and a comment to a teacher could lock them out of that court's approval. Taking care of the first thrall was free, but it's not like their hands were broken.
The youngblood wasn't going through those demonstrations and distracting everyone, so they could pitch in. Hanging the bag up, which changed to a plain black leather bag, Eden pushed the guards up on the swords in their single sheath, pulling them out with one hand. She had her own plans, after all. ]