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Room 424 [afternoon]
Jan. 5th, 2009 01:33 pmBen's shuttle back to Fandom had barely given him enough time to drop his stuff off before he had to get to Master Atreides' class.
And if a class that was going to be devoted to torture and madness of leaders was going to cause him any kind of problem, well, he wasn't thinking about it.
He lowered himself carefully onto the bed--all of the walking he'd done today was hurting his joints--closed his eyes and began to work on a healing meditation his father had taught him.
The door was cracked open.
[OOC: Ben's back, yay!]
And if a class that was going to be devoted to torture and madness of leaders was going to cause him any kind of problem, well, he wasn't thinking about it.
He lowered himself carefully onto the bed--all of the walking he'd done today was hurting his joints--closed his eyes and began to work on a healing meditation his father had taught him.
The door was cracked open.
[OOC: Ben's back, yay!]
