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[Truxton]

Foster ran into the obstacle course, dodging and ducking under things. He ducked under a log like thing, only to be met with pole. Face, meet pole. Pole, meet face. I think you'll get along great. Not. He let out a high pitched keen, gripping his nose. Pulling back his hand, he paled at the sight. Yep, that was blood, alright. Now where was the medic.

[takane]

Lacey laughed. 'I paid attention in class.' She heard a coming from the agility section. She turned to see Foster. She ram over to him. 'Are you okay?'

[Crazyclaww]

Violet winced when she saw Foster ram his face into a pole.

Tommy drew back his arm and flung the knife forward.
It hit a mere inch away from the bullseye.
Timmy smiled wide, surprised by his ability.

[Truxton]

"Jusht a bloody nosh." He said is a sort of slurred, nasally voice. "What'sh new with you?" He gave a dorky smile, but ended up wincing. This would look just great with the Sponsors. Ha ha.

[. εғғч .]

Autumn smiled and watched Tommy in interest. When she sees the knife hit near the center of the target, she claps in approval. "Great shot!"

[takane]

Lacey gave a small smile. 'Nothing much. You?' She wiped away a bit of blood dripping down his chin with her sleeve.

[Truxton]

"The usual. Making friendsh with a pole." He said, leaning into her touch. "Ish there a medic around here?"

[takane]

Lacey laughed. She then looked around and saw a medical section. 'I can get some cotton wool to stop the bleeding though.' She suggested.

[Crazyclaww]

Tommy fidgeted with surprise, but relaxed seeing it was Autumn.
"Heh, thanks." He replied shyly, turning to retrieve his knife.
Once back he engaged Autumn once more.
"I've had practice though... do you have a skill?"
He asked curiously, fiddling with the knife.

[. εғғч .]

Autumn shrugged. "I'm not exactly skilled with knives, but I'm pretty good with bows and arrows." She replied, a grin spreading across her face.