Superawesome training montage!
Who: Andrew, Faith
When: A little before noon
Where: The Mansion
What: DONATELLO TRAINING MONTAGE
Status: Incomplete
When Andrew had told Giles he couldn't wait to start bo-staff training, he really, really, couldn't! He'd gone straight to his bedroom after leaving the master Watcher's office, and straight to digging through one of the boxes he hadn't had time to unpack yet. A few minutes after that, he'd found the first thing he needed to get his training started; not the Slayer Giles suggested, or even an actual bo staff, but a wicked awesome purple banada of real ultimate ninja power.
Of course, finding the other two things were pretty important too, so he didn't too long in front of the mirror admiring his newest accessory. He used to have a "bo staff" to go with the bandana, but he didn't think a broom handle adorned with masking tape was going to cut it. So, his next stop was going to have to be the armory, to hook himself up with a real one.
He didn't quite make it all the way there, though, as he suddenly came upon a very physical block in his path; he'd run into someone. Seeing through a purple bandana wasn't easy. Also, his mind wasn't really focused too much on the present, but more on how awesome he was going to be in the bo-weilding future. He was so very excited for once to be told to go train with real weapons, instead of the normal cautionary "you'll poke your eye out!"
"Oh god, sorry, I'm sorry!" Andrew had automatically started his apology before he had even taken note of who it was he had walked right into. Before he could add anymore 'sorry!'s, he finally realized who exactly he'd gone and bumped right into: the dark Slayer incarnate herself, Faith.
He had actually planned to ask Buffy to be his Master Splinter, who would supervise his training in the art of bo staffery, but it seemed destiny wanted him to take another path. The darker one. Well, he knew Faith really hadn't turned to the Dark Side for awhile, so, maybe not darker, but more in the shade, kinda? The shady more brunette path! That didn't seem exactly right, either. Oh well. He'd get it right in the diary entry.
When: A little before noon
Where: The Mansion
What: DONATELLO TRAINING MONTAGE
Status: Incomplete
When Andrew had told Giles he couldn't wait to start bo-staff training, he really, really, couldn't! He'd gone straight to his bedroom after leaving the master Watcher's office, and straight to digging through one of the boxes he hadn't had time to unpack yet. A few minutes after that, he'd found the first thing he needed to get his training started; not the Slayer Giles suggested, or even an actual bo staff, but a wicked awesome purple banada of real ultimate ninja power.
Of course, finding the other two things were pretty important too, so he didn't too long in front of the mirror admiring his newest accessory. He used to have a "bo staff" to go with the bandana, but he didn't think a broom handle adorned with masking tape was going to cut it. So, his next stop was going to have to be the armory, to hook himself up with a real one.
He didn't quite make it all the way there, though, as he suddenly came upon a very physical block in his path; he'd run into someone. Seeing through a purple bandana wasn't easy. Also, his mind wasn't really focused too much on the present, but more on how awesome he was going to be in the bo-weilding future. He was so very excited for once to be told to go train with real weapons, instead of the normal cautionary "you'll poke your eye out!"
"Oh god, sorry, I'm sorry!" Andrew had automatically started his apology before he had even taken note of who it was he had walked right into. Before he could add anymore 'sorry!'s, he finally realized who exactly he'd gone and bumped right into: the dark Slayer incarnate herself, Faith.
He had actually planned to ask Buffy to be his Master Splinter, who would supervise his training in the art of bo staffery, but it seemed destiny wanted him to take another path. The darker one. Well, he knew Faith really hadn't turned to the Dark Side for awhile, so, maybe not darker, but more in the shade, kinda? The shady more brunette path! That didn't seem exactly right, either. Oh well. He'd get it right in the diary entry.