[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

POLKA DOT: I’m all good, excited to get started with this stuff.
POLKA DOT: Been training with Cindi, so…
POLKA DOT: How are y’all doin?
ROULETTE: Tim was just picking out a weapon.
CROSSBONE: ...a weapon?
CROSSBONE: I thought you already had a gun.
TIMOTHY: W-well!
ROULETTE: I think he ended up not wanting the extra hassle of a firearm, though I would not want to speak for him.
ROULETTE: Do you both have weapons already picked out?
 

That takes you by surprise a bit- you could have sworn he was set on it. You barely catch Tim give Roulette a look with an expression you can't place...gratitude, maybe?

POLKA DOT: Oh, uh-
POLKA DOT: Hammer for me. One of those claw ones.
CROSSBONE: Hatchet on my end.
ROULETTE: Perfect. Feel free to get started when you're ready.
 

The robot quickly makes its way inside.

Tim lingers a bit, his face lightening up significantly.

TIMOTHY: Do you want to see what I got?
CROSSBONE: Maybe inside... don't want anyone freaking out!
TIMOTHY: O-oh, good call.
 

The three of you walk in, following Roulette as best you can with it going so quick.

Guess it's not feeling super social...

Eager for small talk to fill the void, you start rambling.

POLKA DOT: Yknow, I've been wondering if I should like. Take up a martial art as a hobby.
TIMOTHY: First time I'm hearing about this.
POLKA DOT: I mean, you know I love to punch stuff.
CROSSBONE: Mhm, I can say that much. You ramble your head off after your sessions with Cindi.
POLKA DOT: I've got thoughts on this stuff!
 

At the entrance to one of the training rooms, a familiar bear stands with a slight hunch. He notices his robotic friend first, perking up.

DEVO: H-hey! Roulette, how was going out with Tim? What'd you even get up to?
 

Roulette skids an inch or two, stopping suddenly when it hears Devo.

It quickly makes its way over, the others apparently in tow.

ROULETTE: Pawn shop.
ROULETTE: Also, everyone is here.
DEVO: Oh, cool- I haven't been waiting long.
DEVO: I've, yknow- been getting stretches done.
DEVO: Gotta get prepped.
TIMOTHY: You did stretches?
 

Tim's face lights up, the dog scooting over next to Devo with an eager look in his eye.

TIMOTHY: Did they go okay? You're not hurt?
DEVO: Feel pretty good, actually.
DEVO: Also got ahold of some, like...trainer person.
DEVO: They're down for running us through some practice sparring later, but they're on lunch right now.
DEVO: There's some training dummies we could have a go at, though.
ROULETTE: Good luck. I'll catch up in a little while.
 

The robot gives a nod, making its way out of the room and down a hallway, disappearing from sight.

Devo's look back at the robot is equally indiscernable to Tim's earlier.

DEVO: Follow me, then...
 

The training room he leads you into is huge, with training dummies set up on posts in long rows, with plenty of space for people to move.

POLKA DOT: God damn.
TIMOTHY: No kidding...
DEVO: Pretty intimidating, huh?
DEVO: It's not so bad once you get used to it...
DEVO: Go ahead and claim one.
DEVO: They're...really durable, and they replace them if you bust 'em up too much.
 

Cross is already off to go pick her own out by the time you turn to face her, with Tim going up to Devo and showing off-

Is that a sword?!

 

The two of them also leave before you can ask, leaving you on your own.

The closest training dummy is scuffed up, as is the distinctly gymnasium-like floor beneath it.

You take a deep breath and pull out your hammer.

[OOC: You can MOVE and ATTACK.]

 

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POLKA DOT

EQUIPPED: Claw Hammer
STATUS: Fine
ITEMS: None


PD can always…
-Taunt the Enemy