Whipping the new recruits into shape

[heiresy]

Who: Aymeric and you! If you aren't a guard, maybe you still have business in the grounds? Come tag along.
What: Aymeric is having breakfast with his fellows before taking new recruits around on an informal training tour.
When: Early AM
Where: In the castle
Warnings: Well. I know Cain's going to be in this.



[Aymeric is on the mend from his sex-related injuries. He is sporting a couple fresh cuts on his hip and ass- stitched and healing. They seem to be from the razor-sharp claw of some terrible beast. He wishes very much that he could be wearing pants at a time like this, even it it would be more uncomfortable. The area is a bit too awkward to dress the wound anyway... At the communal tables, he is trying to be sociable, talking to those he might ordinarily be more hesitant with.

Once breakfast is finished, he stands by the doors to ask the new faces if they would like to be shown around. It's clear enough that no one but himself has put him up to this. ]

Comments

[shieldofrohan]

Safer to use the bunks, and not draw others into this. Doubtless they will assume lewder things.

[She's pretty excited, too. Finally, this feels like they might be able to do something meaningful!]

[heiresy]

Tonight, then? We can speak entirely uninhibited. Doubly so if they believe we are simply going to bed. It shouldn't arouse any suspicion. [As he implies that it's totally believable that they'd bang, but you know.]

Bring a cup, and I'll supply a bottle to talk over. Do you know which room I'm in?

[shieldofrohan]

I believe so. [She tries to know the barracks arrangements as well as she can. It feels appropriate.]

Tonight. Until then... [A little smile.] I meant it when I offered help in this welcome, if there is aught I can do.



[[ooc: How do you want to do this? In this thread, somewhere else, handwaved...?]]