[ There are, as always, exceptions with him. But these ones are beyond help. He casts a glance around the pier for any sudden signs of movement. The shambling mounds weren't immune to the sudden shift of the town, and they're slower than they are to stand back on their feet.
He cocks an eyebrow at the rose and the instructions but plucks it without questioning her. There's no taste to the rose, but it dissolves quickly on his tongue. When he looks down next he can't see his own hands. Fascinating. His voice floats through the air where he had once visibly stood, still laced with mild surprise. ]
Since when did they teach swordsmanship during Tae Kwon Do with the Year Sevens?
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[ There are, as always, exceptions with him. But these ones are beyond help. He casts a glance around the pier for any sudden signs of movement. The shambling mounds weren't immune to the sudden shift of the town, and they're slower than they are to stand back on their feet.
He cocks an eyebrow at the rose and the instructions but plucks it without questioning her. There's no taste to the rose, but it dissolves quickly on his tongue. When he looks down next he can't see his own hands. Fascinating. His voice floats through the air where he had once visibly stood, still laced with mild surprise. ]
Since when did they teach swordsmanship during Tae Kwon Do with the Year Sevens?