Booth's stepping out of his comfort zone

[fbi_forever]

((Closed-ish RP. For Booth and either Percy or Barbossa. TBA. Later, others who are good with swords, perhaps?))

Booth was bored again, and he had heard there was a shooting range but had gotten lost a few times in finding it and decided it was time for something else.

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[yousir_mesir]

((Adventureland - means dear Percival to brighten up your day. :D ))

Percy was suffering from a monstrous headache when he heard the hubbub outside his home. A man couldn't even sit in the dark around these parts without being accosted by all sorts of noise to make the ear throb and the head pound. All he wanted was to be left alone, honestly and truly.

Instead he ventured outside to see what was going on, and to perhaps lay into whomever was disturbing his rest. He poked his head outside the door of the giftshop and frowned when he saw a man around his own age toying with a wooden sword. "Od's fish!" he cursed loudly. "What the devil do you think you're doing?"

[fbi_forever]

Booth immediately dropped the sword he was holding when he heard someone. "Uhh..." he stated eloquently as he turned towards the voice to apologize. After thinking for a moment on just who he disturbed, he bowed, (this he assumed was polite) "Just, teaching myself to fight," Booth said, quite sure of himself. It's not like the wooden pirate was his---was it?

[yousir_mesir]

Despite the fact that he wasn't fully dress - horribly inappropriate, Percy was just about bewildered enough to step out of his home to investigate. "Why would you need to learn, sir?" he asked, trying to blink the sun out of his pained vision.

[fbi_forever]

"Because, I don't know how," Booth replied, scratching the back of his head. "And it seems better than using a gun---since there are kids around," he explained, not sure how this man would reply.