Danny 07

[phantomfenton]

Who: Danny and anyone
Where: Somewhere in Espoir, nearish to the Church.
Style: Any
Status: OPEN LIKE THE WIND.

There's a scrawny teenager wandering around. Sure, it's not like teenagers are rare in Somarium or anything, but this one in particular has the look of a cautious mouse testing the air outside its home for cats (or other scary things.)

At the

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[stolen_gold]

*notices the searching. is good at finding stuff.*

Hey, there~ What're you looking for?

[phantomfenton]

Hi!

Uh, I kind of lost this practice sword a few days ago... I thought I might have dropped it around here, but now I can't find it. *Whut. How exactly do people lose things that big? 8| Klutz.*

[stolen_gold]

A sword, huh? What did it look like? Where were you practicing? *it's okay bb, we've done the same thing :|a*

[phantomfenton]

*He holds his hands up.* It's about this long, and should be in a boring grey sheath. I was practicing at the dojo, but I last saw it somewhere around here, so... *8( But still!*

[stolen_gold]

Hmm... *helping you look!* Don't worry. It's gotta be around here somewhere! Are you good with it?

[phantomfenton]

It'd better be! *Continues to look.*

Kind of. Flynn says I've been getting a lot better, so that's got to count for something, right? *See: no, he's not really good.*

[stolen_gold]

*behind this bush? no. under this bench? no. hmm...*

That's great! I bet you can kick some major butt! I'm Kitchel, by the way. What's your name?

[phantomfenton]

*Under this pile of leaves? No. Behind this tree? No. Under this other bench? Still no...*

*Grins.* Haha, thanks! I'm Danny Fenton. Nice to meet you. Hey--no, sorry, just a stick...

[stolen_gold]

*looking, looking... man, there's gotta be a better way to do this! D:*

Aw, man! So close! *snaps fingers* So you were carrying it around and forgot it here? I did that, once. Swords are tricky.

[phantomfenton]

*Is starting to think this whole search is majorly uncool. Maybe someone found it and brought it to the church? :(*

*Looks uncomfortable.* Actually, I was carrying it when a couple of guys grabbed me and started yelling... I dropped it when I got away.

... Oh man--you don't think they could have taken it, do you?

[stolen_gold]

What, really? It sounds like they might have. Jeeze! Who were they?

[phantomfenton]

One was 'Heat', and the other was something like 'Seph'. They never introduced themselves, but I looked them up later. *Looking depressed at the idea of having to get a new sword.*

[stolen_gold]

*aw. D: turning up the exuberance to try and lighten the mood~* What jerks! Come on, we can totally take them~! Show 'em what Flynn taught you! Give them the old one-two~!

[phantomfenton]

... Well. Maybe. I guess. They were kind of a lot bigger than me, so...

*Isn't about to say 'NO SORRY I CAN'T, of course. That would just be wimpy, even for him.*

[stolen_gold]

Come on! You're a tough guy! You can kick their sorry butts!

...Right? What kind of things can you do with that sword, anyway?

[phantomfenton]

*Wouldnt call himself a 'tough boy', but appreciates the option of not getting thrown around next time. Now he sounds a little more sure when he says,* ... Yeah. I won't let it happen again a second time.

Only some really basic stuff. I can guard and go into some basic strikes. Do you know how to use one?