12-04-2019, 01:56 AM
i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck
with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest
Aurum had attempted this thing once before with the group – the whole training hard and trying to become better fighters thing. It hadn't gone amazingly... well, it hadn't really gone anywhere at all. Sure, people had showed up, but it had ended with Feza with her tail tucked beneath her legs, fear in her eyes because she was utterly unable to think of how to fight back. Now, that wasn't from lack of him trying hard enough, though. Sure, perhaps he hadn't been as... loud as Kaz was currently being, but he had called for people, and had encouraged them a bit forcibly, which wss the whole reason that Feza had ended up participating. Honestly a part of Aurum really hoped that the snow leopard didn't show up to this particular little get together, since he was fairly sure that Kaz would make her cry, intentionally or not. Still, there seemed to be no guarantee that if Kaz heard her bright and loud voice, he wouldn't immediately go chasing after her to get her to participate... whatever, that wasn't his problem. Sure, he was Captain of the Guard now, so the wellbeing of his fellow tanglers was a high priority – as it always had been – but that didn't mean he needed to worry about Feza every waking moment. She probably could've benefitted from some training, and as long as Kaz didn't physically hurt her, then it wasn't really any of the angel's business. As for Aurum? He didn't really feel like he needed too much training, considering the amount of constant practice he had, not to mention the fact that he had fought pretty damm well in the somewhat recent raid, but it could never hurt, and he was... fascinated by this Kaz fellow, to say the least. He had never seen the other's face around before now, which was pretty surprising for the Captain, since it was rare for someone to slip in below his radar. Still, it was a pleasant surprise, and even if the new guy seemed like a bit of a hardass, it seemed as though he had good intentions.
Aurum made his way over to the training session rather slowly, mainly because of the fact that he was still getting over injuries inflicted at the raid on the Pitt. It had been a few weeks now, but he had already been pretty fucked up before the raid, and even with Moth and a somewhat injured Selby helping him, his muscles and cuts were still aching from beneath their bandages. Still, the one eyed lion made his way over confidently, even if there was a bit of a hitch in his step as he lifted one of his back legs, the deep scratch wounds there, along with the dull pain that came from moving his injured joints, causing a little jolt every time he lifted the limb up too far. Settling down a few feet away from Kaz, the lion blinked one blue eye at the other for a long contemplative moment before tilting his head to one side, rumbling softly, "I suppose I'll participate. More training is always nice, and hopefully this will go better than the one that I tried to hold a little while ago..." He honestly wasn't sure how many people would show up, considering the fact that he had already seen a couple of nearby npcs giving each other weary looks before bolting off spouting excuses about hunting or border patrols in order to get out if having to deal with Kaz. It seemed as though the other male had gained a reputation after only this one event, and that thought made Aurum chuckle, shaking his head a bit. He could tell that Kaz wss probably going to be an interesting guy, and in the back of his mind, Aurum thought about how Leroy would react to Kaz. He'd probably either love him or hate him, or some mix of hatred and respect. Leroy clearly respected initiative, since it was the whole reason that Aurum had been promoted to his current rank, but he also enjoyed relaxing when the time came, and Aurum honestly wasn't sure if he could imagine the male in front of him ever relaxing, considering the stern look that Aurum could get the barest glance over the sunglasses, along with the tensed form and loud and demanding – if a bit hoarse – voice.
As more people wandered over, some intrigued by the event itself and some just intrigued by the seemingly mad man in the middle of town screeching for people to come over, Aurum couldn't help but feel his amusement grow as he glanced around. Shifting his wings a bit to stretch them out before he felt a pleasant pop, Aurum questioned curiously, "I don't believe I've ever seen you around before... or at least we haven't interacted directly. My name's Aurum, and I'm the Captain of the Guard. Big fan of training myself." He usually just ended up doing it directly with training dummies, since it required far less preparation and the gathering of other people, but he could also understand the route that Kaz was taking, since sparring with others was always far more exciting, and gave more varied and interesting reactions from your opponent. He figured it was fine a bit to introduce himself and possibly chat a little with Kaz at the moment, considering the fact that several people were still just milling about uncertainly, and most of the true fighters hadn't arrived yet. Besides some of Tanglewood just not being very good fighters or strategists, there was also a part of Aurum that felt amusement crash like a wave over him as he saw some others yawning in exhaustion from having been woken up from the whistle, or just flopping down where they were... perhaps this was why his last training session hadn't exactly gone spectacularly. He would have to try and hold some more after the mess hall was completed, possibly in junction with Kaz. Even if the war with the Pitt was essentially over, that didn't mean that they shouldn't have a good attack force in case of sudden new threats, right? He honestly prayed that there weren't too many hidden new enemies lurking within the supposedly safe shadows, but he also knew better than to try and lull himself into a false sense of security. The moment that they were all feeling nice and warm and safe, shit always seemed to go wildly south around here. It was a sort of unfortunate part of living within Tanglewood for some reason – or any of the various groups lingering around, honestly.
Aurum made his way over to the training session rather slowly, mainly because of the fact that he was still getting over injuries inflicted at the raid on the Pitt. It had been a few weeks now, but he had already been pretty fucked up before the raid, and even with Moth and a somewhat injured Selby helping him, his muscles and cuts were still aching from beneath their bandages. Still, the one eyed lion made his way over confidently, even if there was a bit of a hitch in his step as he lifted one of his back legs, the deep scratch wounds there, along with the dull pain that came from moving his injured joints, causing a little jolt every time he lifted the limb up too far. Settling down a few feet away from Kaz, the lion blinked one blue eye at the other for a long contemplative moment before tilting his head to one side, rumbling softly, "I suppose I'll participate. More training is always nice, and hopefully this will go better than the one that I tried to hold a little while ago..." He honestly wasn't sure how many people would show up, considering the fact that he had already seen a couple of nearby npcs giving each other weary looks before bolting off spouting excuses about hunting or border patrols in order to get out if having to deal with Kaz. It seemed as though the other male had gained a reputation after only this one event, and that thought made Aurum chuckle, shaking his head a bit. He could tell that Kaz wss probably going to be an interesting guy, and in the back of his mind, Aurum thought about how Leroy would react to Kaz. He'd probably either love him or hate him, or some mix of hatred and respect. Leroy clearly respected initiative, since it was the whole reason that Aurum had been promoted to his current rank, but he also enjoyed relaxing when the time came, and Aurum honestly wasn't sure if he could imagine the male in front of him ever relaxing, considering the stern look that Aurum could get the barest glance over the sunglasses, along with the tensed form and loud and demanding – if a bit hoarse – voice.
As more people wandered over, some intrigued by the event itself and some just intrigued by the seemingly mad man in the middle of town screeching for people to come over, Aurum couldn't help but feel his amusement grow as he glanced around. Shifting his wings a bit to stretch them out before he felt a pleasant pop, Aurum questioned curiously, "I don't believe I've ever seen you around before... or at least we haven't interacted directly. My name's Aurum, and I'm the Captain of the Guard. Big fan of training myself." He usually just ended up doing it directly with training dummies, since it required far less preparation and the gathering of other people, but he could also understand the route that Kaz was taking, since sparring with others was always far more exciting, and gave more varied and interesting reactions from your opponent. He figured it was fine a bit to introduce himself and possibly chat a little with Kaz at the moment, considering the fact that several people were still just milling about uncertainly, and most of the true fighters hadn't arrived yet. Besides some of Tanglewood just not being very good fighters or strategists, there was also a part of Aurum that felt amusement crash like a wave over him as he saw some others yawning in exhaustion from having been woken up from the whistle, or just flopping down where they were... perhaps this was why his last training session hadn't exactly gone spectacularly. He would have to try and hold some more after the mess hall was completed, possibly in junction with Kaz. Even if the war with the Pitt was essentially over, that didn't mean that they shouldn't have a good attack force in case of sudden new threats, right? He honestly prayed that there weren't too many hidden new enemies lurking within the supposedly safe shadows, but he also knew better than to try and lull himself into a false sense of security. The moment that they were all feeling nice and warm and safe, shit always seemed to go wildly south around here. It was a sort of unfortunate part of living within Tanglewood for some reason – or any of the various groups lingering around, honestly.
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