Training Day

[knowledgeordeath]

Who: Kolivan and YOU
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: Today!

[Kolivan has been getting more familiar with locations here but one thing is clear...he needs to keep up with his own personal training. This may be a peaceful time here but he knows there are dangerous people already in this place. People he needs to prepare himself for should they decide to be anything less than peaceful.

So he's either in the gym or the obstacle course when he's not attending to his duties on the ship he was assigned. It means he's not asleep much but then again it's not like he is one to spend much time at rest. Not when he feels that there is a very real danger he needs to be prepared for. Just in case. Because he doesn't ever want to be caught off guard again and overwhelmed. He wants to be able to face his foes head on and not lose.

This also means it's easy enough to come across him and even if he doesn't look your way instantly it seems rather clear that he already knows you're there. Like he sensed your arrival. But it's only when he's finished a series of complex movements (with his sword and legs in the gym or through the more complicated area of the obstacle course) that he actually acknowledges you.]

Do you need something?

[It's gruff but...he's always like this. Don't mind him.]

Comments

[samahl]

I don't know about that. Usually, what I intend is to play the game as long as possible.

[knowledgeordeath]

[He blinks. How does this Dalish keep throwing him off so easily? It's baffling.]

[samahl]

[He chuckles at Kolivan's response.] How about you win the physical fighting, and I win the flirtation and compliments. And we both try to see if we can grow and do better.

[knowledgeordeath]

Flirtation was never something I was good with. It seems this will always be your victory.

[samahl]

I don't mind coming out on top occasionally. [His tone is dripping with innuendo.]

[knowledgeordeath]

Your tone leads me to believe you mind rarely.

[Wait.]

Oh.

[That was a sex joke. He gets it now.]

[samahl]

[Cyril chuckles gently.] I like that you're catching on.

[knowledgeordeath]

Your sense of humor is one I am still getting used to.

[He is trying though. That has to count for something.]

[samahl]

I suppose this means I'll have to tease you a bit more, get you to catch up faster.

[knowledgeordeath]

That would likely be for the best. I will be able to understand what you are saying more easily that way.

[No promises that he will ever stop being so serious though.]

[samahl]

[Cyril seems pretty pleased with that, though. It's yet another invitation to keep flirting.]

Maybe one day my words will give you ideas, too.

[knowledgeordeath]

Your eagerness is unforgettable at any rate.

[That's a solid MAYBE.]

[samahl]

And that's not likely to change until you wish it to.

[knowledgeordeath]

I will inform you if that is to change.

[Considering he hasn't? That says a lot honestly.]

[samahl]

Excellent. And in the meantime, we can keep doing this. ['This' could mean the training, or the flirting, or whatever else it is that they do.]

For now, though, I think I need to hunt down some rations. Were you going to stay here and train some more?

[knowledgeordeath]

[He should get something to eat but he wants to train more as well. So...]

I will train more. Enjoy your meal.

[samahl]

I will, as much as I can. It will pale in comparison to spending time with you. [He winks before moving to leave.]