Feb 14, 2011 22:49
At the first crack of sunlight on the training field's grass Wade was up and ready for some training. If he'd be honest with himself it may have been true because he was excited. It'd been years since he trained traditionally, much less with someone else. And now he would be teaching? But before he would let his mind wander the mercenary reminded himself that this wasn't for fun. This wasn't to teach Haylie how to be a mercenary. It was for 'self defense'. But a good self defense was nothing without a perfect offense, and so he would show her what she needed to know for all the obstacles of hand to hand combat.
For once he left his room without his swords, without his gun, without his tanto--without any weapons at all. He wouldn't argue to feeling naked but that wasn't the point. Wade could probably do with some refreshing himself and this was just the way to do it. So help him if he had some fun and killed time while he was doing it?
So he found a nice, long patch of grass to stretch out on and sit as he waited for his new student to arrive, unable to smile at the thought of it.
haylie 'spitfire' collins,
wade wilson