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“O-Okay,” Avery said, a little hesitant about taking up her old hobby. But, she supposed that she could take something of a risk if she was super careful with it. It wasn't as if displays of strength were really noticeable in gymnastics anyways. Certainly not zero, but not as obvious as if she was able to tackle people in the football club. She nodded along as Marc explained that he would head to the Sports Club's booth for their gymnastics division, going with him until they reached the gymnasium, where she split off towards the restroom while he went towards the booth.

Once in the restroom, she entered a stall made quick work of changing, as she didn't want to keep Marc waiting on her and didn't want to needlessly increase her chances of getting caught. It was embarrassing enough being so small and getting mistaken for a young child all of the time. She certainly didn't need to add her incontinence onto that.

After everything was taken care of, she left the restroom, the only evidence of her condition a trace of the baby powder scent that seemed to linger on her, and made her way to the booth, sneaking up, signing the sign-up sheet, and snatching a pamphlet so as to avoid talking to someone for too long.

Now signed up, she turned and looked for Marc, spotting him talking to a girl behind the booth while he signed up for the club. He didn't seem to notice her at all, which wasn't all that surprising considering the fact that she was shorter than everyone else on campus and the crowd was a little thicker around the Sports Club's booths. “I-I'm back. And I signed up for gymnastics too,” she said as she stepped up to him, though still a little hesitant. The though that he might be a little miffed over having to wait for her was persistent in her mind. “Where to now?“
@Hylian: General hasn't been on in a week now, and hasn't posted in the thread in 2 weeks, so go ahead and disengage yourself from him. Maybe stop by Krodin and my characters? ;)
Runa, still waiting for Sharphorn to indicate what he wanted them to do to show off their skills, watched him with a bemused expression as he stealthily approached the straw targets from another angle. Honestly, there wasn't much of a point to it, unless he was trying to demonstrate that he already knew how to sneak around. Jorvan's comment that he work on that might have bothered him a bit. It certainly didn't effect his strength, however, as shown by the first dummy flying out of the fenced area and landing with a thud. The fact that he knocked the head off of the second mannequin served as further evidence to his undaunted strength.

"Uh, sure," Runa responded, letting her two daggers fall into her hands before letting them fly through the air towards the head. The fact that her two weapons struck the head were immediately obvious by the change in the path of trajectory of the head, but it wasn't quite clear where the two blades had exactly struck until the head hit the ground again. Then it was clear that the two daggers had hit roughly an eye distance apart, with the right slightly off-center from the eye on the dummy. "I guess that I'm a little rusty with my daggers, Sharphorn," Runa said, going forth to retrieve them from the head of the dummy.
That's fine. :3 I can't post yet either.
I was wondering where everyone had disappeared to. :P
Beats me. I'll just go along with you. :3
The man the aide took them to see seemed to be a pretty cut-and-dry individual, skipping virtually all pleasantries and getting straight to the heart of the matter. At the same time, however, he didn't criticize them needlessly or with malice, he merely gave them advice on how to better function as a patrol. His advice seemed to be focused only on whether or not an individual could be stealthy, as he spent more time addressing Thorgili and Sharphorn than herself, merely suggesting that she try to impart some of her tendencies to her companions. Once he was finished giving them some advice, however, he suggested that they go practice with some of the weapons and such around the area in order for them to get a better assessment of their skills and see where they stand.

After the meeting was over with, Runa figured that they might as well take his suggestion to practice their skills. "What do you want to start with, Sharphorn?" she asked, looking around that myriad individuals who were busy testing and improving their skills. Most of them were focusing on melee combat at the moment, which wasn't bad. Runa just preferred her bow or throwing daggers to actually being up close to someone with a weapon. There was a lower risk of getting maimed that way.
Congratulations! :D

Oh, by the way, do you want me to post next?
I would be interested. :D
I went ahead and posted my sorceress in, as Thorgili apparently hasn't been on in a while. I think it might be a good idea for you to respond to Steelfist to move the plot along though, Andion, as there isn't much for he or I to post to until you reply with Jorvan. :3
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