fandomhighdorms | Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

"Hey, guys," said Zack once people seemed more or less assembled for today's reserves meeting. "Since we're working on getting involved in some more in-depth exercises in the future, I thought that maybe keeping it simple today would be for the best. You more or less know one another by now, I think, but do you know how the other people here in the group work?" He grinned a bit, and then shrugged. "Unarmed sparring. Grab a partner and go at it. Don't do anything to seriously hurt your partner, though. I want to see you going for grabs and holds and light contact, but not force. We want our crew in one piece, here. And if someone does get hurt, come see me. I have potions, or else I can help haul your butt to the clinic."

The look that he was wearing was one of those very serious looks that suggested that he would be very displeased if it came down to hauling anyone's butt to the clinic, okay. And considering the bouncy puppy that he was a semester ago, it probably seemed all the more severe if you happened to know Zack.

"Before we get started, I want to announce the other two leaders who will be stepping up to help me lead the group. Jak and Kennedy both have some excellent ideas about further training exercises, and they've both agreed to take leadership roles here, and so if you see them be sure to give them a pat on the back, or at least a little respect, okay?"

Whatever your idea of respect was.

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"A couple days," Ben replied. "She seemed kind of resigned to a life stuck in her room."

Tahiri noted the past tense. "But she got out eventually." What with her showing up at work and all. "Bet she wouldn't have stayed resigned to it for long."

She considered something for a moment and asked, "If it took you doing a little dance to get me un-stuck, would you do it? I'm all for my standard routine, but I'm starting to worry Chilly Boulder will forget who I am."

"~~But so far canon likes me~~ I suppose," Ben said thoughtfully. "Do you think the island is that mean?"

~~SURE, RUB IT IN.~~ "If I'd done anything to warrant it, I'd say yes." Tahiri considered Arthur's comments about the new reserve leaders being less willing to overlook PDA, then moved in to hug Ben anyway. "Considering I haven't, well . . . I think I'm still inclined to say yes."

Ben kissed the top of her head. "I think you just want to see me do a stupid dance."

"Preferably in an embarrassing outfit," Tahiri told him cheerfully.

"I'm very sure the island wasn't that specific," he said, sticking his tongue out at her.

"Of course not," Tahiri replied, poking at his ribs. "That part was a favor to me."

"Would you be in a matching outfit?" Ben asked.

"Maybe," Tahiri allowed. "If you asked really, really nicely."

"Oh, please, Jedi Veila, will you join me in wearing a ridiculous outfit to see if the insane appeals to the island's sense of whimsy?" he replied.

How was Tahiri even supposed to keep a straight face for all of that? "Bring me ice cream, since I can't seem to go myself?" she asked. "And I'll find a completely thermal outfit to wear, just so you're not doing it alone."

"Deal," Ben replied. "What flavor?"

"Chocolate chocolate chunk," Tahiri replied promptly. "Although you may have to actually go get the outfit for me. Every time I try to go anywhere that isn't class or reserves or the salle, I hit invisible walls."

It was embarrassing.

"Does it hurt?" Ben asked.

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