IC: Rowan Iderson, Practice

That last straggler, as it turned out, was Priscilla... Who was still lying on the ground. "That's twice I've been forced to talk to you from a height of more than five feet above your head, Ms. Montgomery. I'd suggest you get up and head off to the shooting range. I can walk you there if you're going to get lost. God knows you don't need to wander off again." She looked down, the slightest flicker of concern in her eyes before she turned her attention back to her Scroll.

[i]To: Kuhaku Shiro
From: Rowan Iderson

Mr. Shiro, your time was precisely 4:01. I apologize for not giving you your time earlier.[/i]