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Garret had the day off, since Dragonspine was messing around with some of the younger kids. The old man had grumped something about having to find a new apprentice. Garret had chuckled at that. Trust Dragonspine to get upset that his apprentice was learning more and more and was soon to move up in the rankings. Or, well, close to it. He still had a lot to learn, but it was good that the crazy man realized that he did know SOMETHING about fighting.

The handler was not paying much attention to his surroundings as he started towards his favorite place: the shooting range. Practice makes perfect. So when Spike gave an odd chirping noise, the boy was a bit startled. Spike didn't usually make that sort of noise. Usually he hissed at everyone else. Well, besides Garret, but for Spike to actually be greeting someone... who?

Garret glanced about and spotted L, his face coming rather close to a real smile. Ah... L. The one person in this hellish place that he wouldn't kill, given the chance. Well, he might not kill Snaketail either... the other handler was useful... giving him poisons to play with.

"Hey." Oooh, look. Real words!

Spike hissed at the loud noises, his second layer of fur rising up in its spiked glory. Garret, however, was looking at the target. He grimaced a bit at the last target. Unable to resist the urge to show off, the boy reached around to his back and pulled out a few good sized quills. Picking two of a good length and sharp pointed, he aimed towards the target. Ssssph, ssssph went the two quills in rapid succession.

The youth studied the cutout and was proud to see each one stuck at what would be each breast... if the cutout had had any such thing. Practice definitely paid off. Garret smirked.

A grunt and a shrug were his answer to L's question. He didn't think about women that much really. After all, he didn't see women. Well, unless Dragonspine counted. Which was quite possible...

"Been a while." Garret commented, nodding. "Nice shot." He reached up and stroked Spike, who gave a happy little noise at the attention.

Garret watched as L cleaned her weapon and put it all back together. He was a bit startled by her question. Go to town? He hadn't left Faction S facilities in some time. But this was L. "Sure." He commented, trying to appear more at ease about the idea than he actually was. He'd gotten used to people at FactS... they didn't remark on his odd appearance. It was the norm around here.

((*giggles* Don't want this little date interrupted!))

Garret was just glad he was in the back. If he'd had to drive, well, there'd be one VERY uncomfortable L stuck behind him with all his quills! He was more than happy to let her drive, though his eyes were shut the entire way into town. And he had the excuse to hug L without looking like a baby. Day was already a win for him.

Oblivious to the chaos and mayhem happening in her absence, L steered her motorbike into town dreamily. Finding parking was never easy, but today the perfect spot appeared. In fact, everything was going perfectly today. The weather was perfect. The business of the streets was at the perfect level. Best of all, she had perfect company.

She flashed a warm smile at Razorquil as she popped a few quarters into the parking meter.

"Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

Just a shrug? And she thought he'd made so much progress. L refused to worry about it on her day off. Instead she checked her watch and waved him into a nearby coffee shop.

"Let's stop here for a bit. The sandwiches are really good."

Even if she didn't really expect him to respond, she could keep trying, couldn't she? L stopped the thought there. Day off. Day off. No working and no teaching. Just two friends spending some time together.