Red Hills Rolling [solo,nk]

Flinglass needed to go back to Fight Club, but he would probably do that the next day. As of right now, he wasn't feeling up to it. The day was pretty gloomy, and that made him gloomy. He decided he would go out to some hilly areas perhaps, and do some outdoor training to try and cheer himself up. Yeah, that was probably a good idea. He gloomily walked out of his room, his hands in his pockets. Yeah, it was definitely that time of the year where clouds gathered to form rain upon the village. Such a time was depressing for Flinglass, as he didn't like cold or wet things. Well, he better get his training in before the water came pelting down from the sky. 

He walked over to a less urban patch of the village, some pleasant natural hills. These were filled with small red flowers, the petals of which floated around dreamily. How nice and peaceful to train here. He was already feeling a little better when he spotted a familiar figure making its way toward him. No way.... not again. There was no possible way this guy was coming back to him, looking for another spanking. It was that stupid guy who had tried to kidnap him.... twice. Why was he even trying? Persistent little idiot. He would just have to be beat down over and over until he understood that to try and surpass Flinglass at his level was a futile task. 

Flinglass sighed and walked down toward him. "What do you want here?" The boy stopped and waved cheerily. What? He was happy? "Strong, you are. So kidnap you, stopped trying, have I." No.... this had to be a trap. Nevertheless, Flinglass played along. "Ok... then what are you doing here?" He was mightily suspicious of this guy's motives, and didn't trust him at all. "I came here to train. But I guess you don't want to spar...." Flinglass actually agreed to this, and they sparred a bit, gently and slowly attacking each other, and blocking. It was good practice, and Flinglass started to enjoy this. Well, he hoped to do this again. "Same time, same place, same day next week, alright?" With that, he left. Perhaps.... he was making a friend from an enemy? He knew he shouldn't trust him.... but... he had gained some experience from that spar. Cest la vie!

[WC 400, requesting
- 2 stats
- 4 JP
- total of 500 WC toward Kenseigan lvl 2]

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