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Atton is outside, training.

He has a dozen or so floating targets, like dartboards, zipping around him very quickly and firing stun bolts down at him from tiny holes at the sides. It's very obvious that he cobbled them together from various machines.

He's blindfolded, and he's alternating between throwing knives at them with one hand and shooting them with another, while dodging the stun bolts. Judging by the bright, chirpy green flashes and the heavy blaster scoring and multiple knife marks on and immediately around the bullseye, he's doing quite well.

He may be grinning from ear to ear, because it's reassuring to know that he's not helpless without the Force.

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Atton shoves up again, harder, trying to throw Will off.

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It works and Will hits the ground with an oof and a curse.

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Atton grins, trying to pin Will down.

[will_scarlett]

Will struggles and decides cheating is completely within rights and tickles Atton then tries to pin him.

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"No fair!" Atton refuses to be budged by tickling.

[will_scarlett]

"Tis fair!" Then Will just tries to throw Atton since tickling isn't working.

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"Naah. Isn't." Atton grins, bracing himself to stay on Will. "D'you yield?"

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Will grumbles and struggles some more, "Aye, fine, I yield."

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Atton grins, flopping on Will.

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Will just sighs, "Forgotten ye're sparrin' skills."

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"Easy t'do. Don't worry - Y'won our last sparring match after all."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, I did an ye're 'eavy, wouldna 'ave thought it."

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Atton just grins, rolling off Will.

[will_scarlett]

Atton gets poked as he rolls off and Will grins.

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Atton pokes Will back, laughing.

[will_scarlett]

Now Will tries tickling Atton since clearly that should follow poking. Will's happy and weird, it happens.

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Atton laughs louder, squirming away from Will.

[will_scarlett]

"Ye're worse then Kate, Atton."

Will gets out through the laughter of tickling Atton.

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"Pffft. Am not."

[will_scarlett]

"Are too, though yer sounds arena as cute."

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Atton just snickers at that.

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Will sits up and sticks out his tongue, "An ye're na to tell 'er I said that."

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"My lips are sealed." Atton says, solemnly.

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"Aye, good an tis cold, I'm goin' in."

Then Will gets up off the ground and offers Atton a hand.

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Atton hops up on his own.
"We should get alcohol."