064

[truth_is_cold]

[Public | Audio]

I have several requests. For one, the lunch shift is no longer covered by a warden supervisor and we will require a volunteer. For another, I used to run drills aboard my ship. I know there are a few soldiers or former military here and convenient obstacle courses on which to train. If there are willing participants, I would like to start running some weekly drills again. [He may have other intentions that he wants to use this for as well.] I would like to give the training simulator some real use.

[And another thought.] I- [And he's thinking of requesting company again for that night. The network erroring made him feel a little out of sorts in a very lonely Nietzschean way. He decides ultimately not to, however.] -I suppose that will be it.

[Private to Iris | Audio]

[Since she's suitably matriarch-like and doesn't seem to be lacking in experience, he has a question for her.] May I ask you something? Depending on your number of courtiers in the past I thought you may have some reasonable advice.



OOC: You can respond or assume that he has his room door open to spam again.

Comments

[Spam]

[hunt4commonwealth]

[Dylan rolls to his feet as well.]

Back where we started.

[Not just location, but emotionally as well. A little uneasy about the fight and the implications. Then he grins and pulls himself up on top of one of the obstacles.]

How about we change the challenge? First one who falls off loses.

[Still sparring and still a physical challenge and a competition, but a little less like trying to kill each other. They made it through one round intact and sane, and one round is probably enough to start with. Begin small and build up.]

[Spam]

[truth_is_cold]

[Rhade looks up at him from below.]

...That sounds like a reasonable enough challenge.

[And he goes to climb up- only he doesn't. Mid climb he grabs Dylan's leg to pull him back down. He decides he can do it again in earnest when he's done taunting- it helps get rid of the nervousness he had before.]

[Spam]

[hunt4commonwealth]

[Dylan was half-expecting Rhade to do something like that. He's still pulled off balance, but he manages to keep his perch by falling into a controlled sit on top of the barrier.]

Cheater.

[Spam]

[truth_is_cold]

[He grunts with a partial smug smile, at least that's returned to his face, and uses Dylan's leg to pull himself the rest of the way up, sitting there carefully.]