#convo:ryan

Training was an excellent distraction, and while he’d rather do so at the gym or in the woods his backyard could do in a pinch. Chou figured his mother would want him around in the days following the Blood Moon events so he’d been trying to spend a little more time at home. Currently, he was practicing his balance by hand-springing on the tall garden fence. It may have looked impressive but compared to some of the gymnastics and parkour he’d done in the forest it wasn’t too hard. 

He raised a small knife in hand and threw it into the garden, hitting a target a few centimeters short of the centre and frowned. As he reached for his second he looked back to see the a door in the other yard open and a man walk out. He paused, staring at him for a few moments before speaking.

“I’m sorry for treading the fence, but it gives me the best angle to practice throwing from.” he explained simply.

barry had just gotten off from a longer shift and went in to the jojo mart to help with some of the deposits. he usually put his contacts in but settled for his glasses that he told made him look a lot older. it was just a little past 10 pm, which was the perfect time to go to the saloon for a drink. this place was his 4th home, sometimes he’d even come during lunch just to eat.

he walked into the establishment, giving the proper greetings to the familiar faces that he’s known for such a long time. that’s when he spotted ryan, the miner who barry found himself helping with medical issues from time to time because of the dangers of the mines. ones that had whatever in it that barry sitll didn’t understand.

he sat next to ryan. “you havent drank too much have ya. i still have to catch up. a guy today decided that him stabbing himself on accident working with machines was only worth coming in two days after when he couldn’t feel his finger anymore.” he already had a beer coming because the bartender knew the usual. “

She packed one of the books she had bought recently into a bag and decided to read it out in a cafe instead of at home. Besides, people-watching with a hot cup of coffee in hand was one of her favourite things to do. Adra opted for a small cafe bar. It wasn’t filled when she arrived but it will be soon enough. The sit she chose was right at the corner – her usual spot anywhere to people-watch but also it gave her much privacy to read her book if she felt bored. A mug of English Breakfast later, the waiter shifted a stand that blocked her view. She wasn’t one to chide someone who merely does his job. So Adra looked to the front and decided to go to the front. Adra turned on her heel only to stop, having caught sight of someone familiar. It only took her a moment to recognise the other. “Ryan?” she called out, hues searching for the familiar face again. Upon confirmation that it was indeed him, a smile pulled onto her lips. “What are you doing here?” Long time no see!”

goodneverwins

Classy.

Oh, hey Robert. How's CSPAN treating you?