"Fair point," he returned the stare equally, not letting it effect him as a smug grin came across his face, "you're forgetting we have a bow. That makes you bait and the final killer." he blinked innocently, as if he'd said nothing unusual. He looked around the training room at the other pairs.

(Uh no one has interacted with me..last i checked i was with BigBadWolf[hawkeye])

"Hot chocolate? Really? You can make that stuff at home, why would you want to pay three times what it's worth? Why don't you just get some sort of exotic coffee? Or here's an idea, don't buy anything. Most of that stuff is watered down anyways." The man snorted some shoving his hands in his pockets as he walked. He was cranky today, the moon had him all out of sorts. It was like his skin was crawling yet he could do anything about it.

"How am i the final killer?" Frost asks as he his reptilian eyes stares at his tonfas in his hands. His tail stays on stand by as he hears another pair.. Fighting? He only realized that some other people had entered the training arena. He was to focus about training and talking to Staz he didn't notice them, "Dang it. i need to pay attention more" Frost said to himself

"The defence switches to the offensive only when the target has been shot down. Have you noticed the pairs have been sorted into weapons that work well together, mainly long range with short range? Velos and Leken; Gun and Sword." He smiled. "I mean that if I screw up my shot, it's your turn to take out the enemy if need be" Staz smiled, meaning well.

"Oh, i never really realize." Frost said with a small smile. He never really though how pairs were sorted but now when he thinks about it makes sense. "But you better do the same for me. If i mess up i will need your shots to help me." he says, Frost never really trust, nor distrusted Staz but now he is starting to trust him.
"Well then have you meet the rookie?"

ArchAngel:"You know I don't drink coffee...maybe i'll get a cream frappe?"

"Don't worry," Staz replied "I got your back" Turning to him to answer his other question "No, I.. err. No. I haven't" He finished, sure of himself. "I should go socialise, but I guess I prefer training down here" He grinned.

"So what now then? Do you want to go to the old man and ask a mission or stay in the orphanage longer?" Frost asks. He didn't have much to do but he might as well start another job or socialize with the others. He knew the old man had a job but he didn't know if Staz will be ok with a job. Most people like to chat or do something. Frost was one of those. He doesn't like staying still unless he sun baking or being in a heated room. A heated room, he thought as he loves the feeling of the warmth in the air dripping and going through his scales to heat himself.

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"That's still coffee." The man huffed glancing about them. He didn't like being out this time of year, it made him feel as if he could change at any time. He bowed his shoulders some keeping his head down as he lit another cigarette. This one he smoked slowly, just smoking it to try and calm his nerves a bit. "I don't care what you buy, I'm just saying why waste your money on something you could just make."