[BBS/ Action]

[om_nom_namur]

[BBS]

Tuesday/thursday morning biology 101 students i got your tests graded and im working on your papers. Ha! You guys are funny. Did good on your tests but youre papers suck. Seriously yall need to come talk to me or instructor enpecee cuz i dont think a single one of yalls got a damn clue what we been talking about. Aint got an office tho so im set up here on the beach. Bring something to drink and something to write with and we'll get ya up to speed.

[Action]

[As promised in the BBS post, Namur can be found chilling in a big hammock strung up between two trees. The papers he's in the process of grading are piled in a folder with a rock dropped on top to keep them from blowing away, the ones already graded in a similar folder. He's got his laptop and a couple text books in the hammock with him, one he's using as a hard backing to write on, a few bright red pens scattered over the lot, and a couple of water bottles in a pile at the foot of one of the trees. Yes, he's wearing the shades Thatch gave him for his birthday. Do feel free to come and bother him for fish caught in a net puns whatever reason. He'll appreciate it.]

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[fionna_time]

Feels like wh-

[Whoa. This was definitely new. In fact, it was so startling, it took her completely by surprise. Rather than freaking out or even feeling overcome, she was actually feeling full of energy, and was doing her best to sit in place. Was this what it felt like, to feel someone with all that "will?"]

Man, what would happen if I felt his energy?

[om_nom_namur]

Sheheheh. Screw with his shitty hair some time, maybe y'll find out.

[Best teacher ever. Yep.]

Now look. Try for jus' a few more minutes t' see if y' can sense someone's presence 'fore y' notice 'em with yer eyes or yer ears. It's good t' practice like this as much as y' can, but y' ain't got t' be sittin' somewhere specifically doin' it. Try for it durin' school, in yer classroom, in the halls. Everywhere y' go, try an' feel people's haki 'round y'. Got it?

[fionna_time]

Screw with his hair? That doesn't sound like something I'd do that would make me all right again after that.

All right. Hold on.

[She sat again, because even if she could try without sitting, this would be much, much easier. She closed her eyes, concentrating. For a moment it was weird: it was like she felt everything be wavy lines, and for just a flicker of a moment, she could see what he was talking about.]

Uh. A bird, I think, flying ahead, mmm, ten, nah, maybe twelve feet away.

sorry dude, she doesn't get to be cooler than Luffy. >.>

[om_nom_namur]

[Yeah it's... really not that easy. Even born heroes and future Pirate Kings have to learn patience in order to do it on purpose. Maybe in a couple of weeks she'll figure out the sort of presence he's talking about.]

Keep at it, Smolt. Y'll figure it out eventually.

[He turns, grabs one of the papers he needs to be grading and a pen, and gets to it.]

Re: sorry dude, she doesn't get to be cooler than Luffy. >.>

[fionna_time]

[Fionna looked frustrate, but that wasn't going to stop her. She did have one question though].

What's a smolt?

[Watched him grading the paper a moment].

[om_nom_namur]

Hn?

[Namur looks up from the paper, then remembers that he just said it.]

Oh. 'S a teenager, kind a. Sometimes young "adults". [He does the quotes thing with his fingers.] See, salmon live in the ocean, but they head up int' fresh water rivers t' spawn. The babies new hatched're called fry. When they get big 'nuf but still ain't quite adults, they swim back down t' the ocean, an' that's when y' call 'em smolts. End up callin' teenagers smolts a lot too cuz they're kind a the same. Too big t' be fry, not big 'nuf t' be adults, jus' startin' t' get their fins in the salt.

[He scratches under his chin, thoughtful for a second.]

Don't think humans got a word they use the same way. Kid, maybe? But that's for like. Anyone not a baby, so it ain't quite right.

[fionna_time]

Oh. I dunno how I feel about being called a fish...but I am sorta a teenager, so I guess it works. Hey, I never asked...how old are you anyway?

[om_nom_namur]

Thirty-seven. Why?

[So help him, if she makes an old man joke he will throw her off his lawn beach.]

[fionna_time]

Heh, no way man! I thought you were younger, you kinda have a young kinda spirit, you know?

[om_nom_namur]

[He shrugs.]

Been hangin' out with a phoenix so maybe a bit a that rubbed off on me.

[fionna_time]

Phoenix! Cool! I think I met one of those once!

[om_nom_namur]

Tears' Point, right? Marco. My brother.

[Screw reading this thing. Back to doodling!]

[fionna_time]

[Ignoring the rabbit girl? Not likely. Fionna is now looking over his shoulder, very pointedly staring at him.]

[om_nom_namur]

[...]

[Namur glances at Fionna without moving his head or anything other than his eyes. Then slowly his hand lifts, the webbed fingertip coming to rest on the tip of her nose. He guides her head back and away cuz seriously girly, breathing into his gills is kind of gross.]

Ain't y' s'posed t' be tryin' t' feel people's haki or somethin'? Shit. Y' barely gave it a nudge.

[fionna_time]

Does everyone you teach learn to nudge it on the first try?

[Ok, she was pouting. She wanted to do this, sure, but it required a lot of sitting down and not doing anything else, not to mention she had thought she was feeling something, only to get shot down. Now she was getting slightly restless.]

[om_nom_namur]

Nope. No one does. Cuz it takes effort. Got t' keep at it for weeks, or months, or however long it takes y'. It goes off yer willpower. Got t' have 'nuff will t' master yerself first. Y' went what, ten minutes? Ain't my fault y' can't make yerself sit still.

[Namur's expression turns mischievous.]

Maybe y' jus' don't want it 'nuff t' keep at it.

[fionna_time]

[And now you get the withering look of a lifetime. It's somewhere between a glower and a troll face, but either way, you knew just what to say to get Fionna miffed].

I got plenty of effort guy! I didn't become a hero by punkin' out! If I gotta stay here and concentrate, I'm gonna do it!

[And now she say cross legged, looking cross].

[om_nom_namur]

[Oh Lord of the Sea that expression is priceless. It takes a lot of Namur's will to keep himself from chuckling, but he does let himself grin like a devil.]

Get on it then, Squirt. Bet y' couldn't even sit still long 'nuff for me t' grade this dumbass's paper.

[fionna_time]

Now you're just sayin' that so I'll be quiet while you grade your paper.

[It's working though, if only because Fionna had this to prove. She closed her eyes and focused. If she had to do anything, she figured she would concentrate on Namur. She moved away far enough from him and close her eyes. She breathed in, then out again, trying to center again].

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur knows he's about as subtle as a fin-slap from an Island Whale, which is why it's so funny when his manipulating actually works. When she scampers off a little ways he takes a deep breath and flips to the first page of the paper again, working to get himself in the right frame of mind to read, understand, and analyze what it says.]

[fionna_time]

[She knew exactly what he was doing, but at the same time, Fionna also felt she had a responsibility in attempting this in the first place. She was motionless, quiet, and was already beginning to see how hard this was to do. It wasn't just standing still, but also sensing without looking or hearing. She sighed quietly, lost in thought].

[om_nom_namur]

[After grading an entire paper without Fionna making a peep, Namur has to admit he's impressed. He didn't think she had it in her. He grabs a second, since he's on a roll, and after that one's done, he stretches and begins gathering up his things.]

Tide's comin' in. Y' done good. I'll have Thatch or Marco write y' up some info 'bout haki, since they know how t' teach it better'n me. Lot a ways I'm still learnin' 'bout it myself.

[He pats the top of her head as he walks past.]

Come on.

[fionna_time]

[Fionna grunts, but she figured she was not going to be advancing much after this, so she leapt to her feet, dusting off her knees].

I'll do it, man. You'll see.

[om_nom_namur]

[He grins, letting his teeth show.]

Sheheheh! Bettin' y' will. Wouldn't a said nothin' if I didn't think y' could do it.

Smolt. [Namur grabs the bunny ears of her hat, pulls it over and off of her head, then runs.]

[fionna_time]

Well I know I can d-HEY!

[Ok man, that was just wrong! Do you have any idea what a chore it is to get ALL that hair back in her hat?!]

I'll gonna cook you for dinner Namur!