Training Time Again.

[greymatter]

WHO| Dr. Grey and anyone interested.
WHAT| Training at the training center.
WHEN| A little while after the end of Arena 03.
WHERE| Training center.
WARNING/NOTES| None as of yet.

Today Grey has thrown himself at the obstacle courses as well as the knife and sword stations. Perhaps he should visit a few more survival skills stations. His last visit here taught him how to identify a few edible plants and start a decent fire.

But he'd much rather focus on combat.

Comments

[destructivedamsel]

"Then how come I saw you die on the first day of last Arena?" Revya's eyebrows suddenly raised. Actually... "Oh right at the Corny Cup thing, you charged in like an idiot and died. Two losers ganged up on you if I remember right. " She sounded smug, but her two eyes were mockingly empty. "What's with the hunk of metal on your arm anyways? I'm actually interested in that. You're not gonna make some lame line about 'let me show you' then attack me with it are you?" Oh hey, she made a laugh that WASN'T bred from complete insanity without morals.

[greymatter]

His expression darkens. "You must have conveniently missed my near win in the first arena." There's a growl to his voice now. "And what did you do? Run in the opposite direction, weaponless and without sustenance? The Cornucopia is well worth it's risk."

He looks at the sword in his hand for a moment. "I could have easily dispatched the first and been on my way had it not been for the other seeking vengeance from the first arena." He smirks in remembrance.

Turning back to her, the scientist raises an eyebrow. "The 'hunk of metal' is my arm." He smiles unpleasantly. "I'm sure there will be plenty of time for introductions next arena."