Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20180227213644/@comment-13488655-20180414023713

"No..... In that house she was made to be a survivor. Moving quick to  find good hiding places out of fear of being eaten. Most likely she learned the basics from theguards or her father practicing their moves." Arthur thought out loud as he watched Iris's leap get blocked by a last minute swing from Flint's bad hand as he tried to grab hold of her and push her to the ground. Skilled and surprisingly athletic she may be now that she has her confidence back, her style was sloppy, clearly just copying moves she had just seen.

".... And he's too busy wanting to beat his body into doing what he wants it to do."

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"Eh. Only two. Thought I'd make my own diner. Don't wannabe a burden on your ma." Narinj replied as she looked over at the waters, then over to the training area. She wasn't at this spot just for fun. She wanted a good angle to see if Flint could bond well with Iris. If they left smiling or frowning, she'd have gotten her answer.