Wise sat with a different group, as he usually does by going from table to table talking with all multiple other spartans, but the big talk all around was about green and rae, and also about how Wise got off twice from punishment form the trainers, but that was usual for him. the punishment thing actually.
Originally posted by Vathu"Hm. You got a point there. Your father must've been a wise man." *Parker began stuffing eggs into himself, grabbing a piece of toast and nibbling on it while he listened in on Green and Abbra's conversation. He looked at Rae for a moment. She seemed pretty pissed at this Green guy.* Must've made a move on her.. *He thought.* Which is bad.. *He chuckled at the thought and continued to stuff himself with eggs*
Green closed his fist and pounded it to the girls before swallowing his mouthful of food and looking to Parker. "It's just a bruise. It'll go away." He smiled to him. "I'm James, but you can call me Green." His bright green eyes glimmered some as he said this. "Hurry up and eat'll your food or get cold. Then you'll have a stomach to worry about, not a mission." He gave her a boyish grin. "I'll be here if you girls need me. I specilize in close-combat, ranged weapons. And can ride anything that runs on an engine." He dug into his food some more before adding. "And like my father, Kiyo said, 'A well placed grenade can fix anything.' True words for a spartan to live by." He smiled, a piece of egg dropped onto his plate. "My bad, I'll get that." He quickly bent over and licked it up.[Might be going to muh Grandmas.. Dunno. And just so ya know Rae, Kiyo was Greens fatha. Hence the green eyes. =] ]
Devonta had came back into the cafateria and he looked around he felt alot better and his wounds had healed and he looked over he saw that Green kid next to Abbra and Rae. So Devonta looked around the cafateria and saw no supiriors so he ran over and tackled Green to the floor five feet away from where Abbra and Rae were. Devonta grabbed Greens neck and raised a fist.
"Dude i hardly know you and your getting on my nerves and for the love of god already just leave Abbra and Rae the **** alone i think a ass beating from Rae pretty well means she doesn't like you and if you make her mad she'll do it again and if you mess with me or anyone else i'll beat your ass not just tackle your ass next time so you better be careful of what you do because im watching you and i got eyes like a hawk!"
Devonta then got up but before he left he made the little signal of pointing to his eyes and to Green showing him that he was going to be watching him. After that he walked over and sat down at the table Jacob was at.
"Hey friend what's up? what you been doing since i last talked to you."
Jacob finished putting the spoon down into his empty bowl so the kid knew he was just eating. He picked up a napkin wiped his mouth off. Whispered a prayer to himself so that the Devonta couldn't hear him.
Then he got up put his dished into the cleaning bin and went over to Rae's table to sit and see what everyone else was doing. He walked past his old table and shot a glance to Devonta moving his head in way to ask if he was coming to the table with him.
Sitting next to where the Green guy was he begin looking around at everyone.
Raevynn listened to the ongoing conversations at their table as she poked at her eggs with a fork. Thankfully Abbra had made a friend out of this Green. Atleast one good thing came of him.
As green addressed her, she looked up at him from her boredom, her eyes said everything she didn't. She was very unimpressed with what he had to say about his mothers name. Maybe it was true, but either way she didn't want to hear it right now.
She stood from her seat abruptly, picking up her tray full of half eaten food. "Excuse me, Abbra. I'll see you around later." She then leaned over and spoke into the girls ear. "Careful with this one." That being said she patted her friend on the back and smiled at Jacob as he passed by her.
Once Raevynn had finished discarding her left over food, she made her way to their lockers, changed into the appropriate outfit, tied her long hair back, then headed off to the gym, tying a white cloth around her hands as she went.
Luckily the gym was empty and she wouldn't have to compete for any of the equipment. She made her way over to a speed bag and jabbed at it as hard as she could with a cocked right fist. She waited until she heard three thumps before striking the bag again with her left.
Green stood, pushing Devonta off of him as he did so. "Threats don't scare me." He chuckled some before holding a closed fist up. "Save it for the battlefield. We'll settle it there like men."
Green would then walk away from him, sitting back beside Abbra and yawning tiredly. "Damn.. After that incident last night, I couldn't go back to bed.." He sighed then, cracking his knuckles for no apparent reason. "When do you think the next mission will be given out..?" He looked to Abbra now.
*Parker shrugged and finished his food, turning in the plate and walking off to the lockers to get a soda and change his shirt, putting on a sleeveless shirt and walking off to the gym. He didn't notice anyone, so he went over to the weights, adding a little more weight on each side and began pushing up, and bringing it back down to his chest, and repeating. His left arm seemed to be holding out, and it could sustain the weight he was pushing perfectly. Though his right arm was kind've shakey, which he would need to work on.*
Abbra frowned at watched Raevynn, "You should eat, but I'm not you're mother." She said looking at her plate. "But it's fine, catch up with you later ok?" She remarked, worrying about her friend. It wasn't like she usually acted like this and it dampened her spirits as well. "I'll keep both eyes on him, you never know."
Watching her leave the room felt grim. It wasn't as if Abbra had a strange attachment to Ray, but the fact that her friend appeared to be troubled meant it fell ill on everybody. Not just Raevynn.
Abbra didn't want to look down at Devonta, or encourage him, but the collection of children gasping and staring rather defeated her purpose. How the hell were they supposed to be a team with so much tension. "Get off of him!" She yelled, not in Green's defense, but in hopes Devonta wouldn't get severely punished. Repercussions weren't fun for anybody, and such rash behavior had to have a back lash.
"Yea, I'm sleepy myself." She muttered and stabbed one of the remaining crumbs on her plate with her fork. "I don't know, it's probably going to be one of the most brutal yet I suppose." Her eye's didn't travel as she spoke but remained fixated on the crumbs of remaining food. Not sure if she could look at him right now, or Devonta for that matter.
Green lowered his head some, cursing under his breath. "Who does he think he is?" He mumbled some, curling his fingers into a fist as he held it tightly atop the table. "I swear, if he gets in my way again. I might not be so kind next time.. He may just not come back from this next mission alive.." He cursed some more, his hand turning purple as he used all his might seeming to desperately crush the invisible specks of air in his hand.
"It's not who he thinks he is It's who you think you are. It's what you think defines you, and what you want to define you. Self control, patience, and a fair bit of class goes a long way. So I certainly recommend you learn those traits if you want to stick around her for any amount of time." She advised, her eyes glinting with passion, not hate.
"And if threats don't scare you then why do you make them? I suggest you don't waste you're breath, killing somebody isn't exactly a good way to get you're feelings across. And it's pretty irreversible. get some more food to keep you mouth full so you don't get into any more trouble. Maybe a spoon in your hand too. It'll keep you from doing anything stupid." Abbra said with a grin, what she had just said might have been a little to harsh; but for the love of all that is holy she hoped in sunk in.
"I'm going to get a new dressing on my leg, and hopefully I'll get these hideous stitches out. See you in time for the mission."
Raevynn had since proceeded to beating one of the punching bags like it had just committed a crime. Her mind was so deeply focused she barely noticed CPO Mendez standing directly behind her.
He grunted, and instantaneously Raevynn spun about to face him, her posture now an example of perfection. "Sir-" She started, staring at the wall behind him. But she was cut off.
"At ease, squad leader. I'm just making sure you and your Spartan's are spending your free time wisely. Your kind cannot afford these luxuries. Make sure your squad is functioning at it's prime. There's gonna be some visitors around the compound. Just ignore them, they're hear to evaluate some assets for your upcoming task." He replied in a hushed tone. The gruff looking officer then grunted before speaking again. "Now carry on. I'll make sure the word gets around to the rest of your squad."
Raevynn snapped a salute toward her superior. "Yes sir. Thank you sir."
Devonta walked past the table Rae had been at and he shot a glance at that Green kid and then keep walking alongside Jacob. Devonta went into the lockeroom and put on a black sleevless under armour shirt and some shorts and running shoes and then he went into the gym and as he walking into the gym he past officer Mendez.
"Hello sir."
Then Devonta went over and put some weight on the bar and started bench pressing just let his friend next to him.
to Jacob: "Hey J you need any help with that or are you good."
Devonta finished his lifting and put his weights back up and then went over behind Rae and said her name.
"Hey Rae sorry about earlier in the cafateria that guy is just so annoying and i lost it but thats not why im over here im over here to ask you if Mendez was talking to you about our next mission? So did he tell you anything about it or just to be ready for it."
Devonta said as he stood a few feet behind his squad leader Rae.
OOC: Sorry Green but u can ask any1 here that knows me i like to fight lol i'll tame it down though just hadda get it outta my system lol no hard feelns right.
After twenty painstakingly long minutes, her feet finally hit the sterile floor tile. She stretched her leg gingerly, wishing she hadn't bothered coming, and deciding next time she had her leg torn open, this would be a last resort. Maybe if it started oozing a green fungal infection she'd come again.
Her skin hurt from the stitches being jerked out of her face, in haste and without much care. Her leg, which had been almost bathed in alcohol, was still stinging. Another tiny reminder about the privilege of the good medical attention she’d receive if anything went wrong. Although Abbra benefited in one way, she had received a knee brace, which meant her leg wouldn't exactly give out anymore. Causing one of those annoying and not to mention embarrassing little spills on the dirty floor.
Stretching, she walked back to the cafeteria, although nobody she really wanted to make conversation with was in there. Gym time. Although by the time she reached the female locker room she had decided one thing was certain. She'd work on a sore leg when hell froze over twice. Slipping off a baggy sweatshirt and denim pants, she swapped them for a white beater and a pair of black mesh like pants.
Making her entrance into the gym was like going into the slaughter house. Her upper body strength was lacking and she was slipping in the ranks as every Spartan seemed to exceed all expectations, she wasn't one of the many and so Abbra considered herself an embarrassment. Improve wasn’t what Spartans were known for, and the fact that that was all she had to offer was shameful. A sick feeling in her stomach told her she was going to get a talking to by a trainer, or Mendez himself. So to add to her humiliation, he was there to possibly watch the handful of children train. Her worst fear was to let him down and it might just come to life.
Her usually positive strut had shrunk in to small, meek foot prints as she bolted across the floor and over to the weights. Which also proved to be a good stand to hide behind as she curled pathetic sums. At least she was alone, and nobody was there to watch, or laugh at her.
Devonta had seen Abbra come and bolt across the gym over to the weights to hide. He walked over there and dove behind the weights so he wasn't seen slacking in the gym. he sat down next to Abbra and touched her shoulder.
"Hey Abbra are you ok you look hurt and very sad is there something wrong. I know i look really big and mean and im black but i am not a hardcore jerk or badass and what i might say next may come as a shock to you but i think you are a very nice and very good spartan one of the best your prolly even better than me. And i know this might freak you out but im always thinking about you and always careing for you and i can't ever stop thinking about unless im lifting weights or fighting someone or on a mission where im only focused on one thing. But Abbra i think you are a very beautiful girl and i dont know but its weird but i kinda feel this little click between us and i really like you like i said i may not look like a nice,sweet,gentle,loveing guy but i really am when when you get to know me."
Devonta started to blush and he got embarrased so he got up and darted out from the weights to the boxing ring. He slid into the ring threw the ropes and put on his gloves btu he didn't put on his head gear. Devonta was boxing some dude when all of a sudden he lost his focus and started thinking about Abbra again then he put his gloves up to block his face and he turned to look at Abbra and smiled at her and at that time the guy Devonta was boxing hit him good in the stomach with a left and right jab. Devonta instantly turned back towards his opponet and was ma dyou could see it in his face no one ever knocked him down unless he was to weak to fight or his opponet was stronger than him. So he got back up in like three seconds and put his gloves up and went after the guy he went up to the guy and threw three to four punches at his oppent and that opened up the head Devonta then took advantage of his oppenets dumbness and threw a five to six punch combo to the guys head and one very sick sounding haymacker to his oppenets face and shatter the guys nose. The guy feel to the mat unconcouis and bleeding from his serverly broken nose. Devonta then took his gloves off exited the ring and went into the locker room but before he was to the boys locker room door he took his shirt off and entered the boys locker room and stripped down to nothing and took a shower then fifteen minutes later he grabbed a towel and dried off and wrapped it around his waist and walked back out into the gym and into the hall next to the cafateria and then into the bunk room and over to his bunk. He looked around to see if anyone was in the bunk room and he saw no one so he dropped his towel and put on a pair of boxers and some mesh pants and layed down in his bunk shirtless thinking about Abbra once again
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Abbra slowly shuffled to the side to make room for Devonta, she wasn’t exactly sure how to deal with him after the out burst in the cafeteria. But he was nice, so she decided not to judge. She had gotten rather snippy at times, although she wasn’t as aggressive as everybody else. So maybe the extent of such a reaction was normal. The contact on her shoulder felt odd, it wasn’t a firm, encouraging grip but an actually gentle.
“I’m fine…” She said a little surprised he would bring up something like that. “Just, in a bit of pain.” She said and pulled up her pant leg to give him a quick flash of the damage earlier applied to it. But apart from that she said nothing and simply listened. He actually thought about her? he actually thought about her? Abbra refused to blush, due to the fact that she didn’t want to make it as seemly awkward for him as it was for her. He, Devonta just called her pretty. She hadn’t been called that since she was seven. The same day she was…taken away. It was her grandmother.
The second he left the apples of her cheeks took on a shade of magenta. Her face burned, not knowing if she should be embarrassed like he was, flattered, or somewhat unnerved by the whole situation. Abbra had a hard time listening to him, and attempted to put the pieces together of what he had just told her. Was she supposed to tell Rae something like this? Could she actually keep something like this a secret was the better question. Abbra was fine most times, but this was, odd.
With new motivation she began to lift weights again, he said she was a good Spartan. She cast a look up to the boxing ring and grinned back, her father’s dimples sporting foolishly on her cheeks.
Originally posted by Ambience
Abbra slowly shuffled to the side to make room for Devonta, she wasn’t exactly sure how to deal with him after the out burst in the cafeteria. But he was nice, so she decided not to judge. She had gotten rather snippy at times, although she wasn’t as aggressive as everybody else. So maybe the extent of such a reaction was normal. The contact on her shoulder felt odd, it wasn’t a firm, encouraging grip but an actually gentle.“I’m fine…” She said a little surprised he would bring up something like that. “Just, in a bit of pain.” She said and pulled up her pant leg to give him a quick flash of the damage earlier applied to it. But apart from that she said nothing and simply listened. He actually thought about her? he actually thought about her? Abbra refused to blush, due to the fact that she didn’t want to make it as seemly awkward for him as it was for her. He, Devonta just called her pretty. She hadn’t been called that since she was seven. The same day she was…taken away. It was her grandmother.
The second he left the apples of her cheeks took on a shade of magenta. Her face burned, not knowing if she should be embarrassed like he was, flattered, or somewhat unnerved by the whole situation. Abbra had a hard time listening to him, and attempted to put the pieces together of what he had just told her. Was she supposed to tell Rae something like this? Could she actually keep something like this a secret was the better question. Abbra was fine most times, but this was, odd.
With new motivation she began to lift weights again, he said she was a good Spartan. She cast a look up to the boxing ring and grinned back, her father’s dimples sporting foolishly on her cheeks.
Devonta was still lieing in his bunk shirtless thinking about Abbra and how pretty and gorgeous she was he thought she was the perfect girl and a perfect spartan he even compaired her to Rae which infact is very hard to do. But then he went back to thinking about her and then he thought to him self
"does she even like me as friend? does she like me more than a friend? does she care about more or anything i do for her? and most of all was she even listining to me when i told her everything and expressed my feelings for her to her or was she just acting like she was listining so i'd make a big dumb fool of myself?"
Devonta just laid there waiting for something to do or someone to talk to.