[color=silver][h1][center]Ready Or Not Part 2[/center][/h1][/color]
[color=white][center][b]Lunar Veil | Cargo Bay[/b][/center][/color]
[color=silver][center]Summary[/center][/color]
[color=silver][center][i]Vas and Serena are training in the Cargo Bay. Vas is work up and edge and Serena works to sus out why.[/i][/center][/color]
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OOC: JP between [@Winters], [@MK Blitzen]

Serena grabbed Vas's wrist. He was looking past her and made a disgusted noise. "Ugh what is he doing here I thought you showed him to his room."

Serena turned quickly to check behind her. Maybe he needed something! Maybe he wanted to see [i]her[/i]! “Did you… “ She started. 

Serena saw the world spin and landed on the flat of her back Vas's wooden knife skimmed across her throat. "Distracted." He said clearly in a mood for some reason.

Serena yelped from the shock, cut off midway by the wind being knocked from her lungs. “That wasn’t fair,“ she choked, trying to regain her breath, but her cheeks still flushed red from the embarrassment that he was right. 

Vas narrowed his eyes as he lifted Serena up by her shirt. "Fair? You want fair?" Vas hissed.

Serena squeaked, shocked and surprised at the turn in her brother. Vas usually had seemingly infinite patience with training, this wasn’t like [i] him [/i] at all!  “Onii, Stop!” she cried, her eyes wide. She tapped his hand, the universal 'I give' sign. “Okay, okay, you were right, I wasn't focusing!”

It didn't seem to soothe him much but he seemed more aware of his temper flaring as he dropped her. "I'm sorry. I wasn't looking to be right or wrong. That wasn't the point. I know how you are and I need you ready. Now. I need you ready now."

“What?” she asked warily, straightening her shirt. There was never any big rush before. “This - this isn’t like you, something's up, what’s wrong? Talk to me.” 

Vas tried to unclench his jaw giving a heavy sigh. "I said you were ready." He said.

“Ready?” She asked, this time looking confused. She took a moment to wrack her brain, but nothing sprang to mind. Her top lip curled slightly.  “Ready for what?” 

"I said you were at a point where you needed field training. Real field training. It was the only way you would get better. So … they gave me the heads up that they are putting you on a mission with me on New Kashmir." Vas explained. "While it might be a milk run any other day for me, even a milk run can turn sour. So yea … I'm on edge to make sure your head is more than in the game." He explained. "It's a shake-out mission."

“We’ve been out on missions in the field before, Silly Goose!” she reminded him, a relaxed smile returning to her face. “I’m plenty ready.” 

"I misspoke, it's more like … your … mission," Vas said slowly. "And it's more like they're putting me on a mission with you."

[i]Six of one, half dozen of the other[/i]. “So? Same thing, I mean, you’ll be there,” Serena said, not grasping the full scope of what he was saying. “Right?” 

"As backup … and in your case possibly clean up." The punk said pacing.
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