Silas had found himself staring into space for a little while after his lunch break. His father seemed like hadn't arrived back yet. That was a good thing in the light haired teen's eyes anyway. Partly because , it meant he wouldn't get yelled at for sitting around for a few moments. Slurp the bright eyed man's drink cup had sounded after man had absent mindly sipped at it a few times. When his father did appear the bright eyed teen had let go an annoyed sigh. After he had thrown away his trash the bright eyed man had wondered over to the spear station for a little while. When he had locked eyes with his father his father had started to wonder over. Upon seeing that the light haired man had quickly picked up a spear from the rack. Upon seeing that event his father seemed to move his path to bother another slacking teen.
After his father had passed behind him the teen had chucked the spear at the target. Thunk the blade had sounded after it had pierced the target on the dummys gut.Silas had stared at the spear for a few moments before he had picked up another one. Swoosh after a breathe the blond haired career had thrown the spear toward the lined up dummies once more. Thwack the bladed part had sound once more after it had hit one of the dummies straight on the chest target. As the sound of his father yelling at some poor fellow reached his ears the man had picked up another spear. When he had become bored the teen had taken his spear to one of the set up practice dummies. Woosh the light eyed teen had stabbed the dummy in the gut. After the move had span around and slashed at the poor dummy a few more times.
Vermillion stepped into the training center and paused, her glossy lips curling upwards as she breathed in a lungful of the synthetic air. There was the familiar smell of bladed weaponry, sweat, and of course, determination. As her round, brown eyes swept affably across the area she marveled at the others that were among her as they refined their skills. Her attention kept returning to one student in particular, a blond-haired young man who was annihilating some practice dummies with a spear. Tilting her head, she stood and watched him from a distance as he slashed away, clearly more focused than some of the others she'd seen during practice. Having never seen the guy before, and being the bold person she was, she ran her fingers through her dark waves several times before approaching him.
On her way to him, she snatched a spear up from the weaponry and joined him at his side. "Show me." She said simply, head high as she kept her eyes forward at the dummies, clearly expecting a quick answer. After all, training was something she took very seriously (it was the only thing she took seriously) and she wanted to know all of the best tricks and maneuvers. And by the looks of it, this dude knew what he was doing. "What you just did. Show me it." Was she flirting? Perhaps, but that was just her nature. She had ulterior motives here; she wanted to learn.
ooc: sorry i keep jacking your posts, but silas & ver had to meet! d2 buddies??