[ action - the quad ]

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[ She's supposed to be in class.




Oops.

Oh well!

Instead, Kiden can be found the quad, enjoying the sun--yes, she actually does enjoy nice days!--and people watching. It's obvious by the constant twitching of her fingers that she's either bored or itching to be somewhere else.

She actually doesn't have a cigarette; instead, she has a large notepad open in her lap, but only half her attention is on it. In it are her WTR101 notes; it's the only class she won't skip and probably the only one she really cares about. Outlined inside are the properties of a variety of weapons, as well as sketches; they're not very good, having been made quickly, but they're clean...and noticeable.

Come bother her, she'll be grateful insult you, probably. Or find her later, if you're the instructors whose class she's skipping.... ]

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Boxing?

[ There's a note of curiosity in her voice, though she leaves that hand hanging a little too long to be polite. After they shake hands, hers go back to her lap. ]

Do I look like much of a boxer to you?

[ read: them skinny arms. Actually dem skinny everything, but she figures the arms are most important. ]

[werepanther]

Not yet, but you could be one if you wanted to. [He laughs. Jeez, that's pretty much the same reaction he had to his dad when he first tried!] I was kind of the same when I first started out.

It won't hurt my feelings if you're not interested, but I'm usually in the Boxing room if you want a lesson or two.

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ A pause.

Real interest? Maybe. ]

We'll see. Maybe if I've got some free time.

[werepanther]

You know where to find me if you're ever interested. [He gives a wave as he starts to head off.] Good luck with homework, by the way. It's a pain in the ass, but it's a totally necessary one.

[dumpsterdives.livejournal.com]

[ Two-fingered salute, with only a small eyeroll. ]

I'm managing. See you.