@dwiindled (Drew and Annabeth)
The sword is waved around quickly as Annabeth changes her forms every so often, the drakon-bone sword still held tight in her hand as she practices her movements, sweat beginning to bead across her forehead, but she wipes it away. She rarely got time to spar now, so this was a moment of finally releasing some frustration over what she couldn't understand, but when she senses someone around her, the sharp point of her sword is swiped toward the other, her shoulders only slightly relaxing when she sees who it is. "Oh. Drew, wait, when the Hades did you get here?"













