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[digger]

Um... I want to ask anybody who knows how to fight...

How do you pick a weapon? I mean... how do you know what suits you best? Do you try them until you figure it out, or do you let someone pick for you? And what if you-

...nevermind...


[Simon's going to be chilling out around the stairs at the entrance of community building 7, a sheathed sword tucked against his shoulder, holding an unsealed envelope and gazing at either it or the snow. He's bundled up for the cold, at least, but he doesn't seem bothered by it for once.

Every now and then he'll pull out the letter inside the envelope, read it, and cup his hands around the Core Drill at his neck, focused and intense. Nothing seems to happen though, so he'll quickly give up and go back to whatever he was doing before. As always, Boota is with him, though he's probably buried in the snow by the stairs or wandering around a bit.

Bother him?]

Comments

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[originaljackass]

Here's some advice. It's not all about using a weapon. Sure, that helps, but what you really want is to be smarter than the other guy. A good plan and quick wits will get you further than a sword will.

[Voice]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

...Oh! You mean like using your surroundings to bring down an enemy you're too small to fight? [This, he can handle.]

[Voice]

[originaljackass]

[Well, it's half of how he became such a good giant slayer.]

There you go. On your way already. [Can you tell how unimpressed he is?]

[Voice]

[dawndigger.livejournal.com]

[Clearly. Then again Simon also lived with Leeron, who's a pretty big troll himself, so...] Mm. Thanks. [And to be honest he's relieved that it's over.]