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[last_adam]

[OOM: Early this morning, Alanna and Liam spar, and talk, and then Adam receives his first lesson.]

*A very tired and very sore Adam follows a far too smug Liam into the bar. Carefully settling himself into a booth, he orders breakfast for the both of them, and leans forward over the table, eyes half closed.*

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[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

Liam watches him with an amused smile on his face. These first few days are the hardest. Adam's body will adjust to the new stresses after time, but that's won't be for at least a couple of weeks.

"Tomorrow, we do the same. And the next day. And the day after that, until you do it right every time without even thinking."

[last_adam]

Just more... falling?

[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

"It's important. You get hurt falling, you waste time healing."

Liam eyes him levelly. "And you will be falling. A lot."

[last_adam]

*Adam should argue the point. He wants to argue the point. But he opens his mouth and-*





oh

*is all that comes out.*

[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

"Better to take the lumps from me now than from someone else in a fight later down the road." Liam shrugs. "You've a week to decide if you're still up for this."

[last_adam]

I thought the week for was for you to decide.

[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

"It works both ways. It's a hard road, and not everyone realizes it before they start."

[last_adam]

What if they realize it, but just aren't good enough?

[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

"That's where my part of the decision process comes in," he says honestly. "Generally, though? I'm able to tell before they even start if they aren't good enough."

[last_adam]

But you let them start?

[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

"No."

[last_adam]

Oh.

*Despite all his own self-confidence - or, perhaps, bravado - that wasn't been the response he'd expected.*

[shang-dragon.livejournal.com]

Simply, "I don't like my time wasted."

[slayer_fray]

Maybe Liam is till there when it hits, maybe it isn't.

Whichever, it's small, it's green, it's made of yarn and it's being hurled fast at Adam's upper arm.

[last_adam]

*Adam picks up the ball, eyeing it with great eyeness. Or suspicion. It's all the same, really. Then he looks to the rafters for Raven.*

[slayer_fray]

Raven's being very strange today. In female form, she's perched on a rafter, tilting her head at Adam in a very bird like way.

It would appear she's decided to look like one of her friends.

It is a thing, perhaps.

[last_adam]

*Adam catches a glimpse of mel!raven, and raises his eyebrows in question.*

Have you taken up a new hobby, then?

[slayer_fray]

"Annoying as many people in as short a time as possible?" Mel asks, and shrugs. "It's not really a new hobby."

[last_adam]

*He laughs.*

Will you come down, or shall I join you?

[slayer_fray]

"Whichever," Mel says with a shrug, and jumps down anyway.

"So how're you?"

[last_adam]

*Adam's thankful for that, given his pains, but isn't about to say so.*


Good. Awake. Tired.

*How you can be both wide awake and horribly tired at the same time, Adam isn't quite sure. He just knows that he is.*

[slayer_fray]

"That's good," Mel agrees, waving down a waitrat for juice. "Unless you're tired for a bad reason. Are you tired for a bad reason?"

[last_adam]

Started training this morning with Liam, instead of just Alanna. Whether that's a good or bad thing depends on who you are, I suppose.

How're you?

[slayer_fray]

"Training is good," Mel assures him, depsite not actually ever doing any herself.

"I'm rocketship. A friend I thought had moved on came back, so I thought I'd throw a welcome home party for her.

"Not this weekend, obviously."

[last_adam]

That's always good news.

*He picks up the green ball.*

Are these part of your grand decorating schemes?