I GOT NEW BRAID BRUSHES! AND THEYRE BRAIDS FOR BLACK HAIR!

I GOT NEW BRAID BRUSHES! AND THEY’RE BRAIDS FOR BLACK HAIR!

YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!

IT WON’T TAKE ME 500000 YEARS TO DO CORNROWS. I CAN GIVE MY GIRLS AND BOYS THE BRAIDS, TWISTS, AND DREADLOCKS THEY DESERVE!

If Raiden was your father:

Lucette quietly grumbled as she made her way into the room where the others were. She was dressed in the uniform, hair still wet from her bath. No doubt that was going to come back and bite her in the ass later. ‘Are you allergic to properly drying your hair, girl?!’

“No, but it takes forever for my hair to dry. You know that.” Lucette grumbled back, sitting behind an empty table and beginning to eat. She reminded herself to savor the meal because it was going to be a good long, suffering while until she gets more food. It was a struggle to keep her eyes open and not fall face first into her food. How was she supposed to fight and train like this?! ‘By making a new routine and getting accustomed to waking up early. It would do you some good in your daily life as well.’ Lucette rolled her eyes, taking a sip of the tea, only to scrunch her nose up at the taste. Such odd flavors but it will have to do for now. Hmm, she wonders if she could sneak out of training....

kingarise

Lucette tossed a pillow in his general direction, stuffing her head into her blanket to groan loudly, making sure everything nearby knew she was miserable. This was bullshit!

“This is pointless!” She shouted into her blanket, already dreading to get up. Her body did NOT want to move even an inch. And it certainly didn’t want to go out into the cold air.

“What difference does it make training in the morning or afternoon? Training is training.”

‘Unless you want him coming back inside and dragging you out, I’d suggest you get up, bathe, and get dressed. Breakfast will be served soon and since he said that you will train until Midday Meal with nothing more than 5 minute water breaks, you can’t afford to skip.’ “How come you are up so early? What do YOU do?” Lucette burrowed further into the blanket, relishing in her last few blissful moments of warmth and comfort.

‘Make sure my idiot host doesn’t end up late and missing breakfast. Because guess who will have to deal with your whining? Me. So up up! Get to it!’

“Uuuuugggh, fiiiiiine. I’m up, I’m up.”

Lucette pushed aside the blanket, body shivering against the rush of cold air, sighing heavily as she pulled herself out of bed and began to head to the bathroom. Something told her that this was gonna be a rough day.

Bi-Han sat cross-legged behind his usual table. Kuai Liang sat next to him, eyes closed in meditation as the recruits filed in.

The cryomancer scratched at his beard. He had only rarely trimmed his hair when he was out on his personal crusade and the habit had not changed even slightly. The beard made him look a lot less like the frozen corpse his darker abilities had made him out to be over the decades, and a good bit of his own special charm -

‘You’re preening inside like a peacock again.’

‘Can’t you at least be nice and give me one moment where I can bask in how good looking I am?’

Saibot let out a warbling laugh in his mind. Bi-Han rolls his eyes, picking up the glass full of iced tea and draining half of it in one go. Though maybe he should have it trimmed sometimes, don’t need to be looking like his drifter self again when he is the Lin Kuei Grandmaster - well, secondary Grandmaster, the main duties were Kuai Liang’s. He can’t be arsed to deal with the young ones at his age any more.

He scanned his pale eyes over the ranks of the recruits. Most of them were here, pity those ones that had overslept, they’ll be missing breakfast until the midday meal rolls around.

8 year old Lucette after seeing Ornstein’s face for the first time: I’ll say this......He’s really pretty.

Artorias: Annnnnd?

Lucette: And what? That’s all I got.

Artorias: Annnnd?

Lucette, confused: And he fights good?

Lucette is being dragged on a journey and its all Artorias’ FAULT.

(Ornstein gets partial blame)

Lucette tossed a pillow in his general direction, stuffing her head into her blanket to groan loudly, making sure everything nearby knew she was miserable. This was bullshit!

“This is pointless!” She shouted into her blanket, already dreading to get up. Her body did NOT want to move even an inch. And it certainly didn’t want to go out into the cold air.

“What difference does it make training in the morning or afternoon? Training is training.” 

‘Unless you want him coming back inside and dragging you out, I’d suggest you get up, bathe, and get dressed. Breakfast will be served soon and since he said that you will train until Midday Meal with nothing more than 5 minute water breaks, you can’t afford to skip.’ “How come you are up so early? What do YOU do?” Lucette burrowed further into the blanket, relishing in her last few blissful moments of warmth and comfort. 

‘Make sure my idiot host doesn’t end up late and missing breakfast. Because guess who will have to deal with your whining? Me. So up up! Get to it!’

“Uuuuugggh, fiiiiiine. I’m up, I’m up.” 

Lucette pushed aside the blanket, body shivering against the rush of cold air, sighing heavily as she pulled herself out of bed and began to head to the bathroom. Something told her that this was gonna be a rough day.

kingarise

She hissed when he opened the curtains, being blinded by the bright light and fleeing underneath her blanket. It was so bright and so early! Why does she need to be up?!

Lucette squawked in dismay at being told that she will be doing training. Is he serious?! “WHAT?! Why do I need to train? I already know how to fight just fine.” Lucette knew she was whining but she didn’t really care.  When he listed that Kuai would want this and that it would help her fit in better, Lucette rolled her eyes, giving in mildly with annoyance.

“Do I really have to get up at the asscrack of dawn to train? Can’t we do this in the afternoon or midday? Wouldn’t that be more reasonable? Especially in the cold!”

Lucette lifted up the blanket and peeked out only her eyes to send a tired pleading look at her new teacher. You would assume that being a princess and thus always expected to be up early with countless lessons and training, that she would be used to it, but no. She did everything in her power to gain a few extra hours or minutes, at best. What’s the difference between doing training in the morning instead of midday, anyways?!

“Yes, in fact, the other recruits would be up in a short moment.” Bi-Han hums, then grins wickedly, his face half shadowed by what little of the dark there is in the room. “And you know how to fight, now?” 

Saibot piped up, his warbling laughter ringing in his ears. 

‘She ought to demonstrate it to you. Would be rather helpful too, if we are to gauge how much she really knows and how much she would have to be taught.’

“Now, up and up, breakfast is in 10 minutes, then it’ll be your private one on one… I am interested to see a little demonstration from you, Lucette, since you claimed that you know how to fight.” He peers over his shoulder, having crossed the room in a few brisk strides. This is going to be fun, ha! 

“By the way, we don’t do more than 5 minute water breaks around here, at least until Midday Meal.”