clericus: (since i was born)
nicolodeon d. wolfwood ([personal profile] clericus) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs 2025-01-13 04:46 am (UTC)

[ wolfwood has wandered his way down to the danger room. less out of any actual desire to be here, and more out of a desperation to be anywhere else besides outside, where it's cold and the people are annoying and it's noisy. he probably shouldn't have gone to the training camp at all-- but there was the promise of free food, and it couldn't be more boring than staying back at the cabin alone, right...

he's tucked in the corner, lighting up a cigarette right as the room whirs to life. jesus. this world doesn't seem to be as keen on smoking indoors as where he's from, but wolfwood didn't think he was going to activate some kinda security system doing it.

or, maybe not a security system. he raises a brow as a2 steps in and starts swinging, cutting down holographic enemies with ease. wolfwood's having a tough time even tracking her movements. he's used to fighting more-than-humans, but this is something... different. swords have seemed laughable to him since he got here. what good would one do against a gun? seeing this, though, he sort of gets how someone like her would hold her own in combat. ]


Who you tryina impress?

[ better to break the silence now, he figures. before he lets it go on too long and gets himself stabbed. ]

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