[OPEN] Soldier On--

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Who: Serph and YOU
Where: The Park
When: November 14th, afternoon
Style: [brackets] preferred, but I can adjust
Status: WIDE OPEN

[It's been quite some time since Sera's departure, and since then, there have been others -- both Tribe and friends -- who have left Vatheon and not returned. Serph doesn't know if they'll return. Maybe they will. Maybe they won't. In the end, the decision isn't in his hands.

Before, there hadn't been time for these departures to affect him.

Which is why he's in the park, kicking a hacky sack. Signless had taught him the game when he'd noticed Serph watching him, so many months ago. In some ways, this is an imitation of that time; while Serph's content to play on his own, he's more than happy to play with people passing by.

Will you join in?]

Comments

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[... HEAT PLS. Serph watches the hacky sack go flying and doesn't turn to look at Heat until after it thumps solidly into the ground. Somehow Serph gets the feeling they're not playing the same game any more...]

I don't think I can.

[Not by punching the hacky sack, anyway. Heat's always been stronger than him, and Serph has no issues acknowledging that. He turns his head to look at where the hacky sack had flown off to, though. SOMEONE'S GONNA HAVE TO GET THAT, YOU KNOW.]

[enfire]

( well, hearing that seems to turn the smirk into what's getting pretty close to a bit of a smile... he likes that answer ) Heh. Some pretty feeble training, if you ask me. Don't you think you should use something heavier?

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[But Heat... the ball is still all the way over there... :c

Serph turns his attention back to Heat, and tilts his head.]

What do you suggest?

[enfire]

( oh fine, fine. this is heat leisurely strolling over towards where it landed. BECAUSE HE WANTS TO. not because there's any tinge of guilt or feeling even remotely bad about it at all, OKAY. but he still maintains an almost-happy demeanour in doing so... )

It should be filled with something heavier! Like lead. And maybe about ten times the size it is now.

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[SURE, SURE. Whatever you say, Heat. Once Heat's got the hacky sack, Serph makes a 'toss it here' motion with his hand.]

That changes this from an exercise of dexterity to one of strength.

[He's not dismissing Heat's suggestion; it's not necessarily a bad idea.]

sorry for lateness as always ;A;

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Hmph. ( you're saying that as though strength isn't the most important stat, serph ) The more efficent you are with something bigger and stronger, the better you become overall.

( he whips the ball back towards serph, perhaps with a little more gusto and speed than the other might have been expecting ) Wouldn't you say, Serph?