every hour on the hour || open, battle training

[Wade Wilson]

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Wade was still alive. His rper swears on it. The manned wolf had had enough of relaxing for one day and decided to get at least something in motion. He remembers Caesar asking him to host either an offensive or defensive training session and considering this was Wade, he was going to take the idea and make it interesting. And so he made the announcement to those willing to join him; TRAINING SESSION IN THE JUNGLE BY THAT ONE TREE BY THAT ONE ROCK. YOU KNOW THE ONE. BE THERE OR BE SQUARE. And that was that. Defiantly not vague and confusing at all. But he was sure they'd be able to find him easily enough. They were good at that sort of thing. As for Wade, he was hanging out in the jungle, waiting patiently as he played with the charm on his bracelet.

[glow=black,2,300]HERE TO KICK NAMES AND TAKE ASS[/glow]

[Verdigris]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Paper hadn't run into Wade since his return, but he had had no reason to doubt that Wade was still around- after all, there were multiple other people that he hadn't seen for a couple days after coming back. Indeed, that afternoon as he was walking across the shore, he happened to receive the announcement, in just vague enough terms that he could be certain it was Wade's doing.

  So, approaching the one tree by the one rock, Paper glanced over at Wade. Noticing the charm bracelet, he quirked a brow. He had heard that the cloaks and charm bracelets were a new tradition, but he still had yet to get his- that would probably be the next order of business after the meeting, where Pincher would likely inform the new and returning members how to get them. "Very specific instructions," he remarked dryly after a few moments, then sat down by the tree and waited for the others to arrive.

[Kian.]

KIAN Ó FAOLÁIN

So bring on all the monsters, That lie sleeping in the blue
I'll fight 'em all bare handed, Screaming I ain't scared of you

Kian was hardly one to complain about vauge instructions when, honestly, he'd probably pull the same thing. It just made things... More fun. Interesting.  So the former captain sought out that one tree, by that one rock - yeah, he was fairly sure he knew the one - and had to turn around once or twice, before he located the wolf, along with Papercutter.  With a friendly wave of his tail, the small feline took a seat, his luminous sea-green eyes resting curiously on his crewmates.

"Nice spot," the Irishman observed, whiskers twitching.  Now he supposed they would wait another few moments.  Hopefully the training was interesting, but training was training.  It was good to practice one's skills as often as possible.

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