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[swordbitch]

[Maybe some people are chilling for the night, but there's someone on the training grounds. She's not out enjoying dinner with the rest of the Garden because... well, she's not social :| Not to mention antsy, and when she is, it's time to let some stress out.

Where else but in the Training Center?

It's still a new thing for her because what the

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I don't mind at all :>

[swordbitch]

[... There's another person here. There is another person here why is there another person here--

Oh right, because it's a public area. Damn it.

Naoto simply frowns at him for the comment. Not going to cut off his balls, no. That would require going near him, and that's something she doesn't want to do. Nuh-uh, no way, not on your life. He can talk all he wants but he's getting nothing from her.

... Maybe just another Grat corpse?]

[swordbitch]

[Oh god, it speaks. Just what she needs to brighten up her day. Night. Whatever.]

Don't come near me, and I wont send fertilizer at your face.

[Even though he would look so much better with it, really. Maybe with a few cuts too, because she's brandishing that sword again.]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco is busy kicking something and doesn't quite notice the person nearby yet. Really he should stop kicking and try to get better at boxing, but he likes kicking, damn it.]

[swordbitch]

[There's an idiot here. Why is he kicking around aimlessly when this is a place for fighting seriously.

She'll never know.

She doesn't want to know, even, and doesn't bother giving him a second look.]

[fierybluebird]

[Not aimlessly. Pfft. And congratulations, you have a blue phoenix fighting T-Rexaur right next to her now and spilling over into her fight.]

[swordbitch]

[She should be impressed that the has some kind of weird power she doesn't, right?

Right?

Wrong.

She's completely unimpressed that her supposedly therapeutic fight's being interrupted by some knucklehead.

Naoto dodges away, frowning as her Grat dies in a fire.]