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Watching the homely atmosphere unfold around him, Connor felt a sense of peace. He was truly glad he made the decision to join Chroma Knights. The camaraderie he could feel emanating from the men and woman around him reminded him a great deal of his time in the military. It seemed as if everyone relied on each other a great deal. 

[color=#ff0082]“Look who I got up!”[/color] 

Connor looked up at the commotion that had just been dragged into the room and couldn't help but smirk as the active 'Mother' of everyone here dragged the lazy Brian in to the kitchen by the ankle. 

[color=ff0000]“What a splendid morning you must be having Brian.”[/color] He snickered to himself, but he didn't expect to be the next one to catch the wrath of Amelie. 

[color=#ff0082]"Hey, Connor!" [/color]

Connor quickly secured his smirk. [color=ff0000]'Uh oh...'[/color] was all he could think to himself. He could see in her face that she wasn't very happy with him.  

[color=#ff0082]“Mind putting down the alcohol? You're not doing yourself any favors by drinking at 8:00 in the morning. Have some coffee instead. Coffee's good." [/color]

After taking a look at the now emptied bottle in his hand, he looked back up towards Amelie. With a giant grin on his face, he lifted the bottle and shook it like a bell. 

[color=ff0000]“Come on 'Mel Mel', As Jimmy Buffet says, 'It's five o'clock somewhere.' And I need the calories.”[/color]

He wasn't exactly sure how she would react to his prodding, but he figured it was all in good fun. It wasn't like he was drinking on an empty stomach. He had already eaten before his run, but naturally not many would have known about that as it was fairly early in the morning when he left.

Getting up every morning, he would jog to central park. After finding a quiet spot, he would meditate for an hour while expanding his control of time. A month was not enough time to gain even a semblance of the control he needed to exert a large amount of control, but he was already making significant progress. In fact, he even felt that it was about time to test his powers in an actual fight. 

[color=#ffc000]"So does anyone know what the plan is for today? I was planning on sparring if anyone cared to join. Not many of the other knights can keep up minus those with experience but I can always tone it back for you guys." [/color]

Connor stared stupidly at the hulking giant across the table. [color=ff0000]'Did he just read my mind? No, no, that would be crazy.'[/color] The timing was perfect though. He finally had an opportunity that he could exploit. 
Connor wasn't much of a match for this titan of a Hammer, but that was exactly what he wanted. Someone that could push him to the limits of his power. It wasn't like he didn't have any tricks for fighting bigger guys anyway. 

[color=ff0000]“Alright 'Wagon Wheel', I'll take you on, but you're not allowed to tone it back”[/color] Standing up he elicited his challenge to Darius. Of course the nick name was something he did for everyone and this time he was simply referencing the song Wagon Wheel by Darius Rucker. He had an odd sense of humor, but he didn't really care if others found it funny. He could laugh at his own jokes.


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