@LoverOfBuckets "We'll start with my personal favorite."
The absolute madman proceeds to point his launcher straight down and finger the trigger.
"Rocketjumping...if you think you can keep up, that is."
@LoverOfBuckets He's waiting at the door to the training room, standard attention pose. "Loaded and ready?," he asks, wondering how well she'll perform. She was tiny as all hell, but he knew better than to underestimate short people.
@LoverOfBuckets "Now."
He's already grabbed his launcher and started off. He may begin without her if she doesn't hurry...but surely he wouldn't be so cruel.
@LoverOfBuckets "Only if the Sniper walks in."
He couldn't exactly remember why he disliked snipers as people. He just....did.
"But it will hopefully be us for the most part."
@LoverOfBuckets She definitely has enthusiasm. "Yes. We will do obstacle courses. Some without our weapons, some with explosions." He pauses to adjust her head.
"Big ones."
@LoverOfBuckets Training wasn't what he had in mind, but he went with it. ".....yeeess....training. We need to start acting more as a unit."
He's braided about half her hair in an elegant pattern.
"You and I will do several drills together."
@LoverOfBuckets "You have so much hair you could trip on it. I'm fixing that."
This wasn't exactly true, but he did feel her hair was a bit...much. She could do with a little styling.
He also just...wanted to do it.
@LoverOfBuckets He thinks about asking her to stop, but changes his mind and continues braiding her hair.
The bouncing is familiar to him, and unlike some men he knows he can avoid looking at the twins.
She is tiny compared to him-a mouse next to a horse-and he feels a strong urge to protect.
@LoverOfBuckets His fingers were already at work weaving a gentle pattern to begin. The main problem was how her hair already was-he was used to working with very straight hair-but he at least knew what he was doing and quietly continued to work.
Pure silence.