11-26-2020, 02:59 AM
Number Nine honestly felt a bit guilty, since he hadn't been training a great deal for the upcoming raid alongside the Coalition. He had trained pretty thoroughly for the night after Rhinsstone's vigil, but that hadn't specifically been for the raid. Rather, he had just desperately needed something to keep his mind off the state of things, and both hunting as well as training had come to mind naturally. Thankfully, it was hardly as if he had fallen out of practice when it came to fighting. He still occasionally took smaller bounty jobs, and he had ended up training for the Alithís Evgenis raid, even if he hadn't ended up taking part. He was hardly weak, and that was something that he was proud of. However, he also knew that he needed to be in top shape for the upcoming raid. The Typhoon wasn't a small group, and even if they were going in with the Coalition as well, things could always end up taking a turn. It was because of this that the warrior had found himself drawn to the beach that morning, lured over by the sound of fighting.
What he came upon was both Medusa and Rhinestone, although he was relieved to see that it wasn't the two of them that were fighting. Rather, the senior warrior seemed to be trying to get some practice in before the real battle, which Nine could certainly respect. As he came padding up beside Rhine, he spared a glance and a nod towards the serval, although he was unsure whether or not the tom actually saw it. He then turned his covered gaze towards Medusa, a grin on his face as he watched her tear into the dummy, "Well, somebody's getting some practice in for the big day. Your form is pretty good... you must really hate that dummy, eh?" He reached a broad paw out to press lightly at the straw and cloth dummy, surprised that it was still standing with Medusa on top of it. Perhaps he could get her to make one of these for him, and they could train together some time.
What he came upon was both Medusa and Rhinestone, although he was relieved to see that it wasn't the two of them that were fighting. Rather, the senior warrior seemed to be trying to get some practice in before the real battle, which Nine could certainly respect. As he came padding up beside Rhine, he spared a glance and a nod towards the serval, although he was unsure whether or not the tom actually saw it. He then turned his covered gaze towards Medusa, a grin on his face as he watched her tear into the dummy, "Well, somebody's getting some practice in for the big day. Your form is pretty good... you must really hate that dummy, eh?" He reached a broad paw out to press lightly at the straw and cloth dummy, surprised that it was still standing with Medusa on top of it. Perhaps he could get her to make one of these for him, and they could train together some time.
HELLBENT ON MAKING YOU LOVE ME TOO
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[/td][td][div style="margin-top: -6px; margin-left: 5px; height: 75px; width: 250px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px;"]NUMBER NINE is a MALE JAGUAR with HE/HIM pronouns. he is a WARRIOR of PALMCLAN and is 52 months old. he is a BOUNTY HUNTER and is married to LEWIS. he has NO POWERS but is HIGHLY TRAINED. he is physically HARD and mentally MEDIUM. attack in #a97579. played by STILLY.[/td][/tr][/table]