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New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 2, 2010 9:23:15 GMT -5
Jax scoffed. "Skateboarding?" He raised his eyebrow, his demeanor really casual and his hands still resting lazily in his pockets. "What skateboarding?" He smirked, spearing the dark haired kid a glance and looking back at the feisty chick on hand. "Oh right... was that what happened? I thought you were just trying to be all wicked and hard and see if you could do a kick flip against the tennis net- ah, guess not." Okay, so, she was asking for it. She could'a just laughed it off with Jax and joined forces, but instead she decided to what... call him a pretty arrogant boy?
Granted that he was- a pretty arrogant boy- he didn't really like being called it by girls. Farmhand was yet more entertaining, he thought but well, at least this one's got better assumption skills. Ah, Rexy must meet her. "Nah... I think i'll leave the other's to strike the poses, I prefer taking pictures." Jax smirked, his mind sensing around for a cell phone on the chick. Well, if she did have one- it was out of battery, 'cause Jax sensed nada. Instead, he picked up signals from skater boy here... huh- shocking, Jax didn't think the boy'd be carrying a phone on him.
Transferring data to mobile phones was the easiest- although it also depended on the model at times. The more complicated the device got, the harder it was for Jax to transfer data, and the amount of data made a difference too- but this was no biggie. Jax smirked, transferring the picture of the brunette to the dark haired dude's phone. "Hey, chicka, you might want to see your skateboarding friend's phone." Jax commented, a sly smile sketching itself on his face. This reaction would definitely be worth it- she seemed like the types Jax would find majorly amusing.
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Rhetoric
Paragons
Olivia Cooper
Trouble... it's what Jersey does best.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 2, 2010 14:11:24 GMT -5
“Really?” Liv’s head tipped to the side, her nose wrinkled as though there was something particularly nasty smelling in the air. She didn’t get on well with arrogant people. Or guys that assumed she was just going to jump to and obey orders. Or idiots that invaded her personal space. This guy was 0 for 3 and she was not impressed.
Liv’s irritation was exacerbated by the ‘deer in headlights’ expression on Carter’s face. They had been having a good time and Carter had just started to relax but it was all for nothing, now. She shot him a pleading look. Come on, Bambi, snap out of it, she thought, feeling bad for her new friend. This was her fault. This… this conceited jerk probably would have just kept walking had she not tried to show off and mix her gymnastics with Carter’s skateboard. Liv’s mean streak was fighting to come out, but she gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. No need to get into a fight her first morning. Especially with a giant that could probably swat her down like a fly.
“I mean… really?”
Shaddup, shaddup! Liv’s mouth and brain were clearly not communicating. Aw, to hell with it, I behaved as long as I could. Some part of Liv was laughing that her ‘good behavior’ included drinking, vomiting on her team captain, and sneaking around the mansion at the wee hours. Still, she was in her element as she drew herself up to her full, and rather unimpressive height, and glared at The Idiot. If there was one thing the girl understood, it was putting animals in their place.
“Let’s examine this for a second, shall we?” Liv didn’t give The Idiot a chance to actually respond. She plowed over any response he might have dredged up from his tiny, little brain. “I don’t know you. You come over here uninvited, strutting around like we’re supposed to be impressed, and then you start bossing me around?” Liv shook her head, her dark curls tumbling around her face in the process. “If I didn’t know you were a jackass before… opening your mouth did it. Seriously, what’s your power? Being so insufferable that people run away screaming or do you just smother them with your ego?”
High above, Cuil was flying in agitated circles as he cheered Liv on. Other Sparrows had joined him, interested in what the strange new member of their flock was up to. Liv rolled her eyes at their antics and waved a hand at The Idiot in dismissal. “Go on, shoo.”
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New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 5, 2010 15:40:38 GMT -5
Was that supposed to bug Jax? Or have any sort of affect on him? Because, it sure as hell didn't. Except perhaps amuse him.
"Catch your breath, you-" Jax smirked, rolling his eyes, holding in the slight chuckles that were waiting to get out of him at the girl's reaction. Someone obviously can't deal well under pressure. "Now, let's start answering your questions one by one, shall we? Firstly, no, you aren't supposed to be impressed - did I say you were supposed to be impressed? Hmm... I think not." Jax was coming across as harsh- he knew it, but she didn't really need to get into a ramble hissy fit about him. Not that he disagreed with most of what she'd said- the whole thing about him being arrogant and what not, but hell, treating him like he was stupid? Nuh uh, that didn't work.
"Second question- is again, a no. That's not my power, simply a talent." Jaxon ran his fingers through his hair, staring the girl straight in the eye. "And to follow on that question, I did actually vaguely give you the chance to find out what my power is- but I guess you just don't listen do ya?" Jaxon held her gaze for a moment before he tured around to look at Carter. "You seem like a decent listener," Jax commented, having a theory on the quieter (however lousy they were) ones being the better listeners. "Why don't you proove it?" Jax smirked at the guy, raising an eyebrow.
"Your phone... pull it out- something's waitin' for you on there." Jax's voice was bored, he wanted things to move quicker. This girl was amusing all right, but she was kinda annoying too. Probably because even though Jax got a reaction out of her, what she was actually saying hardly held any amusement value. "Oh, and thirdly- 'Shoo' ain't the best way ta get rid of people, it's just using reverse psycology to make them stay really." Jax was just playing with her- trying to get a reaction that would be more... satisfying.
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Post by Coffee on Apr 6, 2010 21:17:35 GMT -5
There she, Coffee thought with satisfaction. It had not quite been an hour but the rabbit was impatient. He had gone to his room and fetched all the weapons he thought they might need. In addition to the nets and ropes he had thought of getting Liv earlier, he had brought a human sword, a crossbow, a long bow with arrows, a spear, and a set of throwing knives. Breathing heavily, he pulled his little red flyer wagon over the hump separating the tennis court from the grass, and with the sounds of weapons clattering against each other and the wagon's sides plodded toward the girl and her two companions.
He recognized the smaller boy from the night before in the rec room. He seemed much more at ease today, although not quite fully. There was definitely a tension between him and the larger boy, whom the rabbit had also seen briefly the previous day. The smaller boy seemed to Coffee to stand with the nervous posture of a young kit unsure whether or not to run. Liv was also right there in the larger boy's face. No good, he thought, no need trouble. He was still surprised by how much drama the students seemed to create out of nothing. Still as he sniffed the air and picked up his ears, he didn't smell or hear anything that gave him cause for alarm. The bigger boy did not look to the rabbit like he was poised to attack either of the others, and so Coffee let his hackles down a bit, and returned his thoughts to practice.
Rolling his wagon up in front of Liv. He squeaked and grunted in rabbit, Hello. Now go. You. Weapon. Take two. He then looked at her carefully. Her choice of weapons would tell him a lot both about their practice session and about her. He guessed that she would take ropes and probably arrows. Crossbow. It fast. I fast. Match good. Any weapon might make a good challenge. And it had been a long time since he had trained against an armed opponent. With Diesel it was always wrestling or boxing. I no forget? he asked himself with just a little worry. I remember soon soon.
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Rhetoric
Paragons
Olivia Cooper
Trouble... it's what Jersey does best.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 6, 2010 23:27:11 GMT -5
Liv was fuming. That arrogant, pompous, conceited, egotistical... she was too annoyed to think of other synonyms so she quit there. Smug F*CK! The Idiot was standing in front of, hands in his pockets, and calm as anything, talking to her like she was stupid. There was a pretty solid chance she was going to climb up his label brand shirt and poke him in the eye. Poor Carter seemed to be trying to sink into the ground. Liv took a protective step forward, a low growl escaping past her clenched teeth...
And a little red wagon bounced onto the tennis court.
Liv blinked, her desire to clock The Idiot battling her sudden urge to roll on the ground laughing. Coffee had to have the worst, or best, timing ever. Her eyes widened when she saw what the rabbit had packed into the little Radio Flyer. It sure as hell wasn't a picnic. Liv's eyes traveled over the knives, the sword, arrows and cross bolts, and with a small laugh she looked back at The Idiot, eyebrows raised. "Dude. Time to play nice, I think."
Still snickering, Liv took a step back and offered Coffee her fist to bump. "Coffee, you have no idea what just went through my head. I am definitely ready to train. I have some aggravation to work off." She cast The Idiot a smirk before ignoring him completely, literally turning her back to him as she examined the contents of the wagon.
The rabbit had told her to pick two weapons but to be honest, Liv had no idea what - her eyes landed on the rope and her hand ran over it tentatively. It was a good, stiff rope, perfectly weighted for throwing. It was also the only thing in the wagon that she had ever used before and she wasn't about to make a fool of herself choosing something she had no experience with. She hefted the rope over her shoulder and raised an eyebrow at the rabbit. "If ya don't mind, I'll hold onto my sticks, Coffee." Liv dropped her arms and her drumsticks slid out from her sleeves. "They aren't just for wailing on the pads." She smiled broadly, taking charge of the wagon so Coffee could lead the way.
"Thanks, Bambi, I'll see you later." She winked at Carter before giving The Idiot a cold look over her shoulder. "Cuil! Bombs away." She gestured idly in the arrogant schmuck's direction. "Let's go, Coffee. It's about to get messy."
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UPstart
Acolytes
Carter Crossen
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Post by UPstart on Apr 7, 2010 14:41:17 GMT -5
Carter had gulped in slight fear earlier, concentrating on looking on the ground and inching away from the group. He didn't know what to say to that guy and after yesterday he wasn't willing to try. That guy had humiliated him and he was honestly scared to look at his phone for fear of what was done to it. It was a phone his mom bought him just last week when she found out he was coming here, and if it was ruined or something it would suck big time.
He felt bad that he couldn't help Liv out, or at least stick up for her. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but whenever he tried to say something his mouth would go dry and he'd freeze up. He did feel bad though he should have been able to help her out. She had been so nice to him and he wanted to show that he appreciated it. Then again it didn't look like she needed any help, Liv held her own really well in a confrontation.
When Coffee came up to Liv for her to go with him, Carter used that as the perfect time to leave while they were all distracted by the little rabbit with a bunch of weapons. He took his skateboard and inched back toward the door, but not before seeing a couple of birds 'fire' on the guy. Oh boy. That won't end well. I know its supposed to be good luck when that happens, but I don't think anyone needs that much luck, he thought as he made it to the door. He chose that moment to reach into his pocket and pull out his simple flip phone. "Oh wow," he mumbled with widened eyes to see a picture of Liv taking an epic fall. He had to giggle a little since it was funny. Carter liked her, and hopefully he'd hang out with her more... if she wanted to though, he wouldn't bother her.
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New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 8, 2010 14:07:03 GMT -5
"H*LY F*CK!" Jax yelled, "Kuthi!" Jax only ever spoke his mother tongue when he was either mad or needed to. Jax wasn't un-used to getting all filthy and dirty. He used to go on hunting trips often with the workers at his family land, and being in the depths of the forest meant that getting poo on your head and having to roll about in muck wasn't something unexpected- but that didn't mean that Jax liked it. Oh hell no, she'd just ruined his hair. Not that he was some pansy or anything, but man he'd already bathed twice today (he counted being chucked into the pool as a bath in its own right,) he didn't need a third one!
Jax turned around, ignoring the Carter kid and walking straight upto the brunette chick, a smirk steady on his face. If it were a guy, Jax would've wrestled him to the ground, but unfortunate as it were, she wasn't, and he wasn't going to lay a finger on a girl. Not in form of violence anyway, but that didn't mean he couldn't touch her otherwise. Jax ran his fingers through his hair, the poo coming onto his hands- he was dirty as it is, what difference did it make if he touched it? He'd have to touch it to get it out anyway - and without giving the girl a chance to escape, he wiped his hand on the girl's hair and cheek, his hand surprisingly warm.
Jaxon's smirk had turned into a wide grin, and he was taking two steps back, in order to avoid any immidiate hits he might recieve from the girl.
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Rhetoric
Paragons
Olivia Cooper
Trouble... it's what Jersey does best.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 8, 2010 15:18:56 GMT -5
Liv laughed into her hands as Cuil and his flock did their worst. If nothing else, The Idiot's face was hilarious and whatever he had spat at her in anger, it wasn't a cuss she was familiar with. Therefore it didn't count. Liv turned her back on the whole messy scene, a satisfied smirk on her face. "So what exactly does training with you entail, Coffee?" She had been psyched about training with Coffee since the strange rabbit had offered over breakfast. She had never 'trained' as a mutant before, but it couldn't be more difficult than conditioning for gymnastics or her brief interest in parkour. "I just hope..."
Whatever she was hoping for left her mind as a hand dragged its way down from the top of her head to her chin. Wide eyed, Olivia whipped around, drumstick cutting through empty air. She just missed The Idiot as he smartly backed off, but it wasn't her that he had to worry about. The flock was fluttering around The Idiot's head, pecking at him angrily and drawing up tiny beads of red with their sharp talons and sharper beaks. Cuil was leading the charge his tiny, furious peeps near too fast to translate. "Knock it off, the lot of you. Get!" The birds obeyed, most of them settling around her, feathers fluffed in an attempt to look intimidating. Cuil alone landed on Liv's shoulder, beady, black eyes flashing.
Filthy two-legger! he peeped furiously. Ye fight Livi, ye fight the flock! None mess with our eggs! "Hush," she ordered, tapping Cuil's tiny head. She was no egg. Liv fought her own battles and if her feathery bodyguard wanted to live, he'd remember that. Liv's golden eyes were fixed on The Idiot as she wiped the mess off her face with the back of her hand. Was she supposed to start crying? Screaming and running about for disinfectant? She'd been mucking out stalls and knee deep in manure since she was a child. She lived on a farm for f*ck's sake. Poop happened.
Liv idly twirled her sticks through her fingers as she stepped toward The Idiot, a sweet smile on her face. "I believe," she said calmly, her golden eyes glinting, "that you just volunteered to train with us. Coffee? There's room for one more, isn't there?" She glanced at the rabbit for approval. Either way, she was going to knock the shit-eating grin off this guys face. Be it in a training session or right there on the tennis court.
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Post by Coffee on Apr 8, 2010 21:45:27 GMT -5
Ok. He train. , the rabbit agreed. You and boy. Same team. Coffee, grunted resolutely. Tell boy. He was not impressed with Liv's lack of self control. Whatever the new boy had done having the birds use him as a toilet was out of line. Such unthinking and petty retaliation was not the mark of a real warrior. It was a waste of energy and a way to make enemies. Making the two children work together to best him seemed like the perfect way to force them to bury their resentments and to discipline themselves. He pick two weapon. Coffee gave Liv a stern look to let her know that he was telling her what to do, not just asking. He was staff here at the school and now he was putting on his metaphorical authority hat.
Reaching into the bottom of the wagon, and spilling weapons as he did so, Coffee pulled out four padded vests in assorted sizes. He had brought his own plus three others as he was unsure what size Liv would wear. He was now glad he had the extras, although none looked quite big enough to fit the new boy comfortably. Put on. He told Liv. He too, Coffee said pointing at the boy. Rule. Hit vest. Not body. Light hit. No hurt. Hit is point. He paused to make sure she understood. Chest two point. 10 point win. He paused again. Tell boy.
Coffee bent down and started scooping weapons back into the wagon. Just then it occurred to him he had not told Liv when the game started or defined the field of play. Clucking his tongue at himself for being so forgetful he added. Train woods. Show you wood place. Show court sides. No go not in sides. He did not add tell boy again. He figured she would know to do so by now as his entire instructions had been in the grunts and squeaks of rabbit, something the new boy probably did not understand.
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Rhetoric
Paragons
Olivia Cooper
Trouble... it's what Jersey does best.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 8, 2010 23:29:43 GMT -5
Liv looked blankly at Coffee a moment, her brow knotted in confusion. Something had just gone terribly, terribly wrong. Same team? Same team? With The Idiot? Liv would rather try and wax Wolverine's legs. "Coffee, I don't think-" A vest was pressed to her hips and her mouth snapped shut. Judging from the look she was getting from the rabbit, she had best translate for The Idiot.
Liv looked up... and up... at the filth covered mutant, a disappointed scowl tugging down the corners of her mouth. "Coffee says," she pinched her eyes shut, teeth clenched, and tried again. "He says that it's going to be two on one. Us verse him." The word 'us' grated in her ears, but she dutifully continued to waylay Coffee's instructions.
She made an annoyed sound at the back of her throat as she looked The Idiot over. He was going to make one hell of a target for Coffee. He seemed like he was nothing but chest. That and a big, fat head. Liv bent down and started helping Coffee load the weapons back into the wagon, her mind poking about for a way to turn this back around. Liv had been so excited to work with Coffee, and now this asshole was going to ruin it.
"We're working out in the woods," Liv said, not bothering to look at The Idiot again. "Coffee will show us where. That's if you think you can keep your head down and Coffee from tagging your stupid ass." She crossed her arms and pulled her wild curls up into a high ponytail, praying to whatever deity listening that The Idiot would just back out.
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New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 9, 2010 3:45:25 GMT -5
Jaxon couldn't help but actually grin- his boy-ish lop sided grin which made his face look so much more approachable and attractive than his normal smirk. He wiped his hand on his expensive jeans bought from Jay's card, speaking without hesitation. "Huh, I've hunted plenty of bunnies in my life." Jaxon found it quite weird how this chick could understand what animals were saying- hmm, maybe that's what her power was. Huh. Doctor Doo Little much? Ha, Doctor Doo Little. That was funny.
But either way, Jax was up for it. He had nothing better to do, and training worked with him. He could hear the grudging tone in her voice when she'd said 'us' and that just amused him even more. When he worked on the land, there were lads he didn't get on with, but he worked with them none the less- when a job had to be done, it had to be done. "Woods huh? Wicked, I was almost starting to miss the hell hole called home." Jaxon muttered out loud under his breath, partially missing working on the land and chilling in the woods with fresh air.
Jaxon had sharper hearing and smell than most humans- he didn't know if it was out of practise or as a part of his mutations (some sort of sensors perhaps?) but either way, he had a bit of an upperhand there which helped him when he fenced back home and hunted. He picked up the vest which he assumed was for him, Doo Little hadn't actually said anything about it yet, but he figured if they were training that'd be there for protection- although none of them looked like they'd fit him. He sighed, he had enough meat on him to protect him, did he really need to wear that thing?
"None of those are gonna fit me." he stated bluntly, he didn't like being uncomfortable when hunting or training. "I'll train without it, I doubt we're really aiming to stab here." he flexed his muscles ready to go wherever. "Although, Doo Little, tell me this-" he asked, tapping the chick on her shoulder, "how do you train with a bunny? Back where I come from, we hunt those things. And who the hell is this bunny anyway? Someone you found nibbling on the school carrots?" Jaxon'd seen the bunny before, but he didn't know who the hell he was- for all Jax knew he was a school pet.
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Rhetoric
Paragons
Olivia Cooper
Trouble... it's what Jersey does best.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 9, 2010 8:13:07 GMT -5
Liv's mouth pressed into a taunt, angry line. "My name," she snapped whirling around to face The Idiot, "is Liv Cooper. Codename's Rhetoric. And you are a massive jackass. Does Coffee look like a normal f*cking rabbit to you, oh great hunter? He's on the staff and unless you shut your mouth and use your head for thinkin' instead disturbing the Earth's gravitational pull, I swear I will personally see to it that you never have a moments peace ever again." She fisted her hands in the collar of his t-shirt and went up on her tiptoes to better growl in his face. "Now pick your goddamn weapons, shut your goddamn mouth, and pretend to be someone with a bit of class and respect for others, you spoiled, arrogant, little weasel!"
Liv let out a huff of agitation. "As for the 'how', I'm not so sure on that myself. I just got here yesterday. But unlike you, I'm willing to shut up and learn. Stay or go, jerkoff, but make up your mind. You're just wasting our time."
With a wistful look up at the school, Liv wondered why one of the others couldn't have come out. She would have had a blast working with Gavin, and Maddy was pretty cool. Even Ian had been interesting, although he was bigger even than The Idiot and probably more likely to get 'tagged'. She cast a dark look at The Idiot.
Why did the pretty ones have to be such assholes?
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New Mutants
Jaxon Chande
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 9, 2010 8:25:32 GMT -5
Jax's lips were pressed into a thin line, and he was trying hard.... very hard to not burst out laughing. But...
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.."
Jax couldn't control it- perhaps this one wasn't as boring as he'd anticipated. Her temper was just adorable and it amused him to infinity and beyond. Boy, Jax coulda sworn his jaws were hurting 'cause he was laughing so much. It took him about a minute to catch his breath and calm down, unaware of the reactions and people around him- he could just feel the tears about to depart his eyes, but he shut his eyes before they did. Oh MAN she was funny. She probably beat Rexy there- Rexy hadn't actually made him laugh this much, she'd just given him that inner satisfaction and amused him to last him a while- this one though, man he was tempted to quite literally roll around on the floor laughing.
"Hhh- hh- oh my god haaaha - that was... wuh-ow." Jaxon scoff-laughed, taking in a deep breath to calm himself down. "WuhOw, Right then." He shook his head, some of the sh*t on his head flying off to random places. "Got it all out your system there Doo Little? I sure don't mind if you haven't- you're quite funny you know." He didn't really give her a chance to reply as he carried on talking, "Although, let's get one thing straight- Disturbing the Gravitational Pull? Now, correct me if I'm mistaken, but, weren't you attempting to soar through the air before I came here, and ended up slamming into that tennis net and falling on your head? Oh, while you claim that you were skateboarding? Hmm?" Jax smirked, rolling his eyes.
"Huh, either way, shouldn't we be going to train? Coffee, is it? - Staff Bunny - how about we get a move on?"
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Post by Coffee on Apr 9, 2010 21:44:08 GMT -5
Coffee pointed at the largest of the vests and then pointed to the boy. They were not moving until the boy put on the vest. He grunted out instructions for Liv to translate. Need vest. Not fit good. Yes. Fit little. Yes. He hoped Liv would understand that he meant to say that while the vest was not a good fit, the boy could force it on. Need. Weapon use. Weapon hurt. Vest safe. While Coffee could have switched weapons to something that would not require vests, instead of using his sword and dagger, he preferred them and thought they would be the best weapons for the children to train against. As a result, the vests were absolutely necessary.
He had tried to ignore the rest of the childrens' conversation as it was mostly more petty bickering. He had heard quite enough of that already. Waving to the boy to pick up the vest already and follow, and to Liv to grab hold of the wagon, he led the way towards the woods. In a clearing by the lake, not that far away, the children would find the obstacle course he had set up for the training session. The rabbit smiled happily as he looked forward to seeing their faces.
{Thread Continued in "On a Clear Day You Can Fight Forever" at Breakstone Lake}
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