stuck_mynock | [OOM] The Dragonfly.

Atton's sat on some boxes, swinging his legs. He's given Guppy a wooden sword.

"So, show us what you can do."

Will just laughs and shoves Atton back,

"Isna too 'ard to learn 'ow to disarm."

"Why would they cuddle me?" Guppy asks, flicking the sword experimentally.

Solemnly: "Because you are a very cuddly person."

"An cause Atton's weird. Works better if ye're usin' yer wrist like this."

Will stands up to show Guppy.

Guppy copies.

"So basically, until I improve my stamina, I need to disarm as quickly as possible."

"Well, s'always a good idea anyway."

"Aye, ye'll get the trick soon."

"I still felt very close to death."

"Well, we'll practice. After you've had a shower and me and Will have made food, I mean."

"Oh aye, we've time to teach yer properly."

"I smell that bad huh? It's not my fault I had to blow up my deodorant."

"I'm just thinking that you physically exerted yourself. You're probably sweaty."

"Aye, an food's always good."

"Yeah. I'm sweaty. Did either of you bring a spare deodorant?"

"Yeah. S'in the dormitories, under my bunk."

"So ye'll be all kinds o'na smelly soon."

"Thanks." Guppy laughs. "I'll try not to blow yours up."

"You do that."

"Aye an I'll get started on food."