[HE DIDN'T SEE YOU THERE and so he's sitting up abruptly with a squawk.]
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Oh, hey, Toph! We've got to memorize all of this stupid rule book and there's this paper I've gotta write. [More than one, actually, but he's gonna end up beating his head against the bench if he thinks about it too hard.] Since when does learning how to hit things take so much paperwork?
Dots? Oh man. [Sounding sympathetic right back.] That sounds pretty dumb. Nah, I guess I'm lucky, they speak the same language here that we do at home.
[Nepeta had been eying him for a while. Or rather, she had been eying that frisbee he had been spinning like a cat watching a piece of string. Round and round and round and round an---aww he stopped :((
But perhaps for the best. It broke her out of the hypnotic trance she had been in enough for her to scamper forward towards him just in time to hear him speak]
Unfurtunately I think it only gets harder! The longer you are here, the more likely you are to have to move to the advanced classes. [Le sigh. She shares your pain, Lea]
[Today Bulla's walking around in her casual and fashionable clothes rather than the uniform. It's a stark contrast from the professional looking SeeD uniform, but this look suits her more.]
[Shaking off the surprise, and tossing the book thoughtfully in the air. It's more fun as a projectile than as a textbook. If only he could figure out what he wanted to toss it at.] Yeah, if I don't get started now I'll never get it done, though. I keep falling asleep in the middle of the word.
It's like, "Clause 1.3.52" and that's about as far as I get before I'm out.
[He holds up the frisbee, grinning, and sits back up on the bench. This is way more fun to think about than schoolwork.] This thing? It's one of my weapons! See the points on the edge?
[He spins it around the fingers of one hand, and then one finger, before catching it.] Pretty cool, huh!
[Wow, that tone has him bolting upright in a moment of instinct. His brain takes over before he's all the way up, though, because Isa is (a) not that purple and (b) not a girl. Embarrassed, he runs a hand through his hair and gives her a sheepish grin.]
Hey, I wasn't napping! I was resting my eyes. Who're you?
[Making a face at her and putting the book properly aside in the pile.] I'm Lea, and don't you forget it! What's with all the syllables? Tell me you've got a nickname or something, please.
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Oh, hey, Toph! We've got to memorize all of this stupid rule book and there's this paper I've gotta write. [More than one, actually, but he's gonna end up beating his head against the bench if he thinks about it too hard.] Since when does learning how to hit things take so much paperwork?
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Hey, at least they're not basically making you learn a language written in dots.
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But perhaps for the best. It broke her out of the hypnotic trance she had been in enough for her to scamper forward towards him just in time to hear him speak]
Is something wrong?
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[He pulls the frisbee off his face, looking up -- he didn't recognize that voice.
Or the person, actually. Big yellow eyes and horns? He props himself up on an elbow.] Hey there! Does this stuff ever get easier?
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[Sighing tragically and spinning his frisbee again.] Hey, what's your name?
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[Today Bulla's walking around in her casual and fashionable clothes rather than the uniform. It's a stark contrast from the professional looking SeeD uniform, but this look suits her more.]
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Hey, Bulla! I don't have to call you ma'am or anything, right?
...I'm trying to memorize the stupid rule book.
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[She rests a hand casually on her hip.]
It's not much fun, but I found it's not so bad if you try a little bit at a time. You have all semester to memorize it.
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...Whoa.
[Shaking off the surprise, and tossing the book thoughtfully in the air. It's more fun as a projectile than as a textbook. If only he could figure out what he wanted to toss it at.] Yeah, if I don't get started now I'll never get it done, though. I keep falling asleep in the middle of the word.
It's like, "Clause 1.3.52" and that's about as far as I get before I'm out.
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Hi Lea! Um, what..."sucks"? And what's that? [Pointing at the frisbee. Is it some kind of hat?]
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[He holds up the frisbee, grinning, and sits back up on the bench. This is way more fun to think about than schoolwork.] This thing? It's one of my weapons! See the points on the edge?
[He spins it around the fingers of one hand, and then one finger, before catching it.] Pretty cool, huh!
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[A weapon? It didn't really look like--oh! That was pretty neat!]
I've never seen a weapon like that before....I have my frying pan, but mostly back home there were swords. What's that one called? You...you throw it?
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[He dodges the question about what it's called, because, well. It's not exactly a real combat weapon. It sure is cool, though.]
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And what exactly do you expect to accomplish by taking a nap out here? A sunburn?
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Hey, I wasn't napping! I was resting my eyes. Who're you?
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*Crossing her arms! Hmph!*
Sion Eltnam Atlasia. You will do well to remember it.
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[Making a face at her and putting the book properly aside in the pile.] I'm Lea, and don't you forget it! What's with all the syllables? Tell me you've got a nickname or something, please.
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