Kael
The empty hour had acquired a second notice.
DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT THE ASSIGNED SUPERVISOR.
Aiden read it beside me.
"Someone tried."
"Did they survive?"
"The instructor finding them? Barely."
The hall door was open for cleaning. Inside, a worker pushed a broom around the base of a target while another checked the retaining bolts. The court looked ready from the doorway.
Then the nearer worker lifted one end of the target and showed the other a cracked packing piece beneath it.
They carried the target aside.
Aiden looked at the notice again.
"All right. That part makes sense."
On the fifteenth day of the month, several tournament reservations had become firm bookings. Ordinary practice periods had moved around them. Some had moved to useful places. Some had moved to hours which were useful only if nobody needed to eat, sleep or attend class.
My second planned session with Liora had no suitable court yet.
Aiden had lost the longer part of his afternoon period.
