On just about any other day, Droka would have just left things well enough alone. He had to pick up some stuff for mum, that jerk Seifer had only noticed him in relation to insulting Vivi before hitting 'em again for being in pain... He could have just kept going walking and not only would anyone have been none the wiser, but he would likely have a rather productive day of all things. 

But today... something made him stop. While Vivi had stopped hanging out with him in order to follow Seifer around a few years ago, there was still a part of him that held him close as a friend. To listen to that brain rotted brute insult him and beat him down again and again... the natural urge to avoid conflict and the fear of drawing the bully's full ire was being overpowered by a flame that had been sparked by irritation and a desire not to see or hear one of his friends in pain. 

Turning around and walking back towards the 'sparring' ring, Droka noticed that some more kids had come and Seifer seemed to be focusing his attention of Zack. That was good. It allowed him to walk up to Vivi freely and offer him a hand up without interference. Wen he spoke there was a softness to his words that were clearly meant for Vivi... but they were said loud enough that everyone nearby would easily be able to hear them. "[color=00aeef]Hey man. Good endurance training but... maybe you should take a break and we can find you someone who can get past their own ego enough to actually teach someone else how to fight?[/color]"

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