"To learn, you have to be kicked in the ass" [OTA]

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Today was just one of those days; those rare moments where Haylie slowly let her emotional walls down enough that she could start to process the things she normally allowed to fester and stew inside. Right now, the emotions playing out in her heart were the ones of fear and heartbreak from the attack on the base. If she reflected upon it enough and

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Now that there were plenty of showers to go around--thank god--Wade wasn't avoiding becoming a sweaty mess and continuing his daily training regime. He'd really have to thank Mac for doing such a speedy job. He was no Barbie, but showers were one of the best creations known to man. That, and fruit roll ups.

But the only problem with the training center was that it got crowded and was full of sweaty men. Just, ew. Wade liked being outside much better so once he'd done all he could in the gym he all but skipped to the outside training area to bask in the fresh air. Fresh, not being an understatement. Unstrapping his swords, he respectfully set them down on the ground before stretching a bit.

It'd been awhile since he'd practiced some of the old katas--his sensei would have his ass--and it'd probably be best if he practiced before he forgot them. They were really only for 'discipline' and whole bunch of other stuff Wade didn't think he needed on a regular basis, but, he didn't mind it for the moment. It was a nice day and a good way to

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Glancing around the courtyard as she walked, Haylie spotted Wade across the way stretching out and sighed happily. Really, she wasn't looking forward to having to scour the entire base for either man and the quicker she could focus on something productive? Well, the better off the entire camp - and landscape - would be. Mostly because she was positive that Emma would throttle her if she wrecked the courtyard again. And the less she dealt with the telepath, the better.

Jogging across the path to where Wade was stationed, Haylie decided it would be better to box up those feelings for now because she didn't feel like blowing up the mercenary even if some of the people wished she would. And hurting the teacher wasn't conducive to a rich learning environment. Sort of.

"Wilson."

Yes, she knows Wade doesn't like being called that. But she's a little too wound up to care.

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Surprisingly enough the merc was focused enough in his kata not to move or stir when she approached. He continued on without breaking form--but of course managed to lift his eyebrows at the mention of his last name.

"Is lost at sea, but easily replaceable because apparently all volleyballs are named like that." He continued on but kept talking to her once the kata allowed him to face her again. "I can get you one if you really miss him once I manage to get a nice little hall pass."

Or snuck out was more likely. And probably under a sheet in Mac's car, should she be true to her word. Wade doubted he'd get the approval to leave. But then again he really didn't care.

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"Wade." She started, somewhat sarcastically, but fell silent as she watched him move. Head tilting slightly to the side, she studied his movements curiously, body swaying slightly in time with his movements.

The comment about the pass, however, broke her concentration and caused her to snort. "Keep pissin' off Sykes and you'll never get one. Really, Wade, what's the deal with you two? I think the man's been through enough lately without havin' t'put up with your usual ... charm."

I just couldn't resist....

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Daken had just finished a very vigorous workout session in the gym and his endorphins were running high when he saw Haylie wandering about as if she had nothing better to do with her time. The small grin of a hungry wolf made its way across Daken's features. He approached her on cat-soft feet, as silent as when he had been in the med bay when she was sleeping.

"Little lost lambs should stay closer to home." He spoke with a soft growl, right behind Haylie. He'd been interrupted before, but there was no reason why he didn't have every intention of picking up where he had left off.

Look! It's her favorite person!

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Haylie hadn't seen or heard Daken prowling around the courtyard, and she wasn't expecting him to show up behind her. Here she thought he knew better than to sneak up on a walking bomb.

Stiffening slightly, she didn't turn around or so much as move. That wouldn't help her cause at all. Instead, she just sneered, "And idiot ferals should learn to pick their lambs more wisely."

In her mind, she was hardly a lamb. But she figured that to Daken, all women were lambs for him to prey on as he pleased. Luckliy for her, she had her powers and they were bordering on overload. Haylie wouldn't mind a slap on the wrist from Sykes for taking him down a few notches.

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With a chuckle, Daken circled around Haylie slowly, staying just inside her line of vision the entire time. It was the classic stance of a predator judging a potential target. Her words hardly phased him or presented any sort of deterrent. "Good thing I'm not an idiot then."

Back where he started right behind Haylie, he leaned in, whispering right in her ear. His voice had almost a purring edge to it. "But it looks to me like you've strayed too far from the flock."

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"That's open for debate." Haylie quipped, following Daken with her eyes. She knew exactly what he was trying to do, and she'd be damned if she let it work.

Rolling her eyes at his whispered words, she yawned and swatted a hand at him as she started to walk away in the direction of the office building. "I don't have time for your nursery rhymes, Daken."