Here we are (Squad Thread)

[Jacob Tyler]

Name: Squad Training

Requirements: Assigned a Squad

Job: It's time to get the squad together and hash out our problems. Be they in the field or with each other personally.

Bonus: Fight each other, discuss problems, and grow together or apart.

Payout: +5 exp, +$250


Jacob read the note that was given to his squad about mandatory training and set out immediately. Even though the notice foretold of the meeting not being held for another hour and a half. Training was wise and last time he was shown how little he had compared to the others. This was his chance to... do the same thing. He hadn't learned anything new as of yet. He had been training in the same thing and on his own. This was the perfect recipe for him to NOT advance. Unfortunate as it may have been, such was his current situation. 

The grass was wet from the morning's down pour and mist still sprinkled down from the heavens. Luckily there were Dummies put out. Jacob started toward one and began his assault. It was all arms and legs flying at the Dummy. An absolute barrage of attacks. He was like the wind, fluid and smooth. Clearly moving from one hit into another. The spectacle he played out here would later be spoken in hushed whispers. Mostly due to how horrid his form really was. He looked more like a duck flapping his wings at a predator and then falling to the ground after it batted at him like a fly. 

Jacob stood, dusted himself off, wiped off his nose, and grinned at the Dummy. "So you are fighting back are you? I'LL END YOU HERE!"

Commence more of the flapping sequence.

[Soni Vox]

Soni strolled up, gentle piano playing in her ears. She hummed along, using her normal voice rather than creating the sounds she heard. The grace of the music , however, was in great contrast to what flew around in front of her.

Like a ninja that had no idea what he was doing or where he learned from, Jacob's... unique... technique... Dashed through the air. Not that she could judge though; on a good, extra skilled day, she could sometimes throw a punch and hope that she hit what she aimed for without hurting her hand.

"Hey man," she said to announce her presence. She came up beside a curious dummy, and it seemed perfectly content with its inanimate life. Content as it was, she decided it needed a pal, and she wrapped her arm around it and leaned on it accordingly. She spoke as she examined the dummy's face: "Did that wound heal up okay?" Despite her unannounced, and arguably noncensual, borrowing of his structure, it retained its happy look. Upon coincidence, she also needed somewhere to lay her headphones. Her neck was the usual mount, but the human of hay looked as though it needed some music in his life. She placed them around its genderless face. It seemed to enjoy whatever was playing, despite the fact that the music device shuffled randomly to the next tune in her wildly varied playlist. t

[Drake]

Drake would be watching as the man... did his flapping around and finally got bored of the spectical. He decided it was time to show him how it was done. But... he needed to wait for the right moment to- and as if on que Soni walked up. Excellent. Drake would rear back and charge towards the dummy hoping to get between Soni and the man to kick the dummy on the head, launching the dummies head off into the distance... unfortunately, Drake hadn't noticed Soni's Headphones...

[Jacob Tyler]

Jacob stopped just in time to see Soni approach.

“Hello, I’m fine.”

He took the 2 paces to get to her side. Unfortunately, this put him in the path of the charging Drake. Jacob flailed as he fell- it must have been the surprise and totally not because he was hit- and got tangled in Soni’s headphone cord, yanking it off the dummy and coincidentally hitting him in the manly parts rather hard. A high pitched sound escapes his mouth.

“I take it back.”

[Soni Vox]

Soni's eyes shot open, and her body lurched forward with the instinctive hope despite the logical, hopeless conclusion. Primarily for her headphones, but for Jacob, too... probably. When the headphones wrapped around his leg the girl grimaced, her hands transitioning from panicked movements to bothered shakes of her opened hands, that slowly closed into fists over the course of the event.

As Jacob.... processed... the pain, Soni closed her eyes and sighed the adrenaline out. Calmly, she picked up the headphones, carefully untangling them from Jacob's leg (should he resist, she would handle it differently, but she didn't expect Jacob to be ready to resist anytime soon.) In her mind, she felt stupid; it was really her fault for putting her treasured headphones on a training dummy made for hitting. In any case, she was not happy.

But she held her tongue, or rather lack thereof, carefully unwrapping her headphones.

[Drake]

Drake would just back up and shrug.

"You got in my way. You really do suck at this whole training thing don't you?"

He would shake his head and sigh.

"You have absolutely NO sense for combat what-so-ever."

[Jacob Tyler]

Jacob sighed and rolled to the side, still grasping his counterparts.

"Shut... Up... You..." *GROAN*

He would not object as Soni pulled free her headphones. After a minute or two, Jacob pulled himself to his feet with a heavy breath.


"Hi. I'm Jacob. I'm the one not judging you by your attacks."

[Soni Vox]

Soni examined her headphones, assessing them for damage. They seemed to be okay. She returned the cord back into her music device, and the headphones to their usual mount around her neck.

Then the thought occurred to her.

"Hey... you were that kid in the forest the other day. Drake, right??" she asked, shifting her focus to Drake and slipping her hands in her pockets, excluding her thumbs.

[Drake]

Drake would just roll his eyes at Jacob.

"Hi, I'm Drake, I'm the one the one judging you harshly based on your shit athletic ability."

Then he would turn to Soni and nod.

"Ah, the girl who was trying to get some alone time with the big guy. Sup?"

[Jacob Tyler]

Jacob shoves his hands in his pockets and kicked a rock.

“Asshole.” He mumbled.

[Soni Vox]

Soni sighed. "Uh nope! Just trying to get some alone time with myself. And my book."

Soni chuckled at Jacob's mumble.

[Drake]

"Ah, you prefer porn, good to know."

Then he would turn back to Jacob.

"I've been called many things, your words don't hurt, now if you had whips and chains... I might be a little excited."

Drake held his chin in contemplation.

"Eh, or not after seeing what you're 'capable' of."

He would shake his head and roll his eyes.

"Anyways, do either of you know what this whole... Squad Training, alert thing that popped up on my PT is all about?"

Drake would say holding up his wrist to show the blinking message.

[Jacob Tyler]

Jacob pouted.

[Soni Vox]

What is porn??? Soni wondered. This guy was annoying though, so she didn't even bother to ask. The less he talked the better.

Soni looked at her P.T. in response to Drake's looking at his. "I'm.. not super sure? I guess we're just supposed to fight or something?"

Hopefully, if they did, Jacob wouldn't get hurt. As far as Drake... well..

[Drake]

Drake would let out a long exasperated sigh.

"Oh dear god I hope not. If you two have shown the extent of your fighting experience I'll be done with you two shortly and it would have been a waste of a day."