Salt considered it, and had half convinced himself on the possibilities of making a few side sails out of Claudio's stash while he was sparring. But he hadn't been excused from drill practice today. While the school's Master of Drill was one of the few teachers--maybe the only--that had any real affection for him he wasn't going to risk the pionts, given his precarious position. Besides, he felt a certain amount of pride at being the second of the schools Honor Guard. It was a position he had earned through dicipline and merit. If the cadet Captain of the Guard wasn't number 76 then Salt would probably be first. The fact that he had made second the moment he popped out of the Spartans' ranks said much. He checked his watch fortunately this wasn't a full dress rehersal day. He wouldn't have time to get back to his room for his uniform.<br/>"Tell me how it went later. You can also bring me the list of what you need me to get for the glam, if anything"<br/><br/>He went back to get his own tray and soon was on his way to drill. They were preparing for some kind of display, he wasn't sure if it was an event, a guest of honor, or what but didn't mich care. In the event, the Captain woukd he getting the lions share of the pionts or the deductions for their performance, but, as second he how stood to gain as well if they made the school look good. He also played with the idea of what to do about Ms. Elanor tomorrow, she was cute afterall.