I want..

[Aryn Vernier]

"Rabbit? What do you think I am, some sort of dog? Pft. Deer are better." Then she snorted. "Doggy boy can have the rabbits for all I care."

[meh]

"Doggy boy?" Jack asked "Didn't know we had some sort of dog kid here." He scratched the back of his head. He got on his back and began to do sit ups. "Deer? Hm, they should be ripe for the picking too."

[Aryn Vernier]

"Yeah. Some sort of dog or wolf feral. I suspect I'll be teasing him alot." She snickered. "ANd yes..The deer are doing alright. Bit thin from the winter though."

[meh]

"Heh, sounds like my little brother. Poor Kid," Jack continued his sit-ups. "True, but thin is better then nothing."

[Aryn Vernier]

"Eh wouldn't be surprised. Kinda look like him..Minus the whole..Scruffy, hairy bit he has going on." She shrugged. "Dunno where he lurks around though. Met him in the woods a day or so ago." That had been interesting..

[meh]

"If that's actually my brother, Jason, then he can't help it... I think my mom sent me a letter once saying they had tried to do something to him to help him with it. First Mutant scare... my parents were freaks about those things." Jack rolled his eyes and continued sit ups. "Hm... speaking of being freaks, I'm surprise Mom hasn't me sent me a 'Jack, you should get married' letter yet this year." Jack really didn't care about expressing things about his family obviously.

[Aryn Vernier]

"Eh. Never got a name. At least, I don't think I did." She didn't reply to the parent comment. What could she add? Not much.

[meh]

"Eh, that sucks, if you see him again ask about Jack." Jack said, finishing his sit ups and looking around for another exercise.

[Aryn Vernier]

"Chances are I will. Especially if he keeps frequenting the woods. If I remember, I will." Ah..Family. Something she never had and something she never cared to have.

[meh]

"Cool." Jack threw a couple punches into the air, getting into a stance. Just practicing throwing punches.

[Aryn Vernier]

"Your footing is off." She said boredly. It was a a comment more than anything.

[meh]

"Don't care about my footing really." Jack never really did get formal training in anything. He just tried it. He threw another two punches, the wind could be heard off of them. "Hm... maybe.." He threw them slightly slower now.

[Aryn Vernier]

She yawned. "I can tell.. Footing is off and stance is wrong." What could she say? All those years of fighting some what paid off.

[meh]

Jack corrected himself. Throwing some more speed punches. He'd slow after combos of five speeds and speed back up after two slow punches.

[Aryn Vernier]

It amused her to some extent that after she pointed things out, he corrected them. Perhaps it was time to head off to bed. Wasn't much interest in hanging out in here.