[This is what happens when you don't use your words, Setsuna. Certain wild animals misunderstand your intentions and promptly latch on to your ankles, and once they've had a taste of blood (or something) they're not going to let go. Besides, it's debatable whether the class will even start on time at this rate: the Captain sure seems to be settling in with the (probably warm) stash of alcohol she pulled out of her... assets... and doesn't seem interested in continuing her actual current lesson anytime soon.
One way or the other, it looks like they've become the lesson. Or the entertainment for the evening (we don't actually know what time it is right now, but hopefully they're not making Heroes swim in the rain at night; no promises, though).
Nora's not paying attention to any of that, though -- as soon as Setsuna retaliated, his focus snapped in and he grinned, baring all his teeth and demonic canines. The push doesn't actually move him very far -- he's way too good at planting his feet, honestly.]
So you are useful for something. I was starting to think I picked the dead fish of the lot. [Assuming he actually made any kind of informed choice in the first place. He settles into some kind of stance, though (it's probably messy, he's a brawler, not an artist); at the same time, something unsettled somewhere in him falls back into place. Despite all his yowling about swimming, this is his element.] You better not try an' run away again!
[He did let go at last?! Setsuna's eyespeak doesn't go very far, since Nora's way too busy just charging at him with a punch. Full frontal assault, sure, why not.]
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One way or the other, it looks like they've become the lesson. Or the entertainment for the evening (we don't actually know what time it is right now, but hopefully they're not making Heroes swim in the rain at night; no promises, though).
Nora's not paying attention to any of that, though -- as soon as Setsuna retaliated, his focus snapped in and he grinned, baring all his teeth and demonic canines. The push doesn't actually move him very far -- he's way too good at planting his feet, honestly.]
So you are useful for something. I was starting to think I picked the dead fish of the lot. [Assuming he actually made any kind of informed choice in the first place. He settles into some kind of stance, though (it's probably messy, he's a brawler, not an artist); at the same time, something unsettled somewhere in him falls back into place. Despite all his yowling about swimming, this is his element.] You better not try an' run away again!
[He did let go at last?! Setsuna's eyespeak doesn't go very far, since Nora's way too busy just charging at him with a punch. Full frontal assault, sure, why not.]