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Due to a variety of circumstances, mostly ones revolving around being a big baby whiner, Abbi had sincerely neglected her training duties. Rationally she would tell herself it was because she had been spending more time in the Infirmary, she wasn't going to become a Battle Nurse by hanging out on the training fields after all. (Actually, another rational Abbi could pipe up that a lot of time on the training fields would be beneficial because then she could heal herself or her training partner should either of them take any damage. And working right in the middle of the metaphorical action would be even better because that was exactly what she wanted to do! But that argument undermined what she was trying to tell herself and at this point Abbi was a little confused by how much she was talking to herself.)
Regardless of her minor personal diatribe, she was finally at the training fields, standing with her hands on her hips as she surveyed the empty arena.

"Well, ol' girl. Sure has been awhile." She said to herself, feeling very Main Character.
{ Aye, lassie. Has been. Now get yer scrawny arse in that ring. Find yerself a dummy, ah wanna good stretch }
It had been an equally long time since Viveca had been summoned, both ghost and girl content to sit in Abbi's mind and experience the feeling of complacency. But now they were restless, Abbi quick to stride out into the field with a bit of a skip in her step.
"Ya think I'll have to drag one of those dummies over? Those things weigh way too much..." She frowned as she crossed one arm straight across her chest and held it tight with the other, stretching her muscles before she summoned her weapon.

For a few moments more Abbi stood there stretching out her arms before she bent down at the waist to stretch her legs. That didn't last long before she stood idle for a minute, trying to muster up the internal strength to drag one of the dummies over to the course. They were just so heavy and she hated them so much and didn't move like people and--
Someone spoke behind her and the teen jumped into the air, managing to stifle her little shriek that threatened to pop out. With wide eyes Abbi whirled around, a smile already forming on her mouth because heck yes, she was totally looking for some practice.

"Yowza!"
And then.
"Crapbaskets, I said that out loud."
And finally.
"Hey! I think I know you!" Her smile turned from clear dreamy admiration to genuine interest and she hopped into a stilted run toward him. A dramatic jump cleared the remaining distance between them and the girl grinned up at him. Craning back Abbi tilted her head to one side to inspect him, tapping a finger to the side of her face in hopes of jogging her memory of how she knew this dude.
"You... You came with us to the movie!" Right, right? Only when they'd gone to the movie his hair had been only kinda hot. Now it was mega hot and no Abbi wasn't fluttering her eyes at him in a manner she hoped was cute, no not her.

"Nah, its ok. I'm like craaazy jumpy!" Abbi told him with a hand wave and a crooked smile, definitely a fan of the mentality that making fun of herself first would keep others from beating her to it. As for sparring, she nodded excitedly.
"You are like... My total hero right now. I hate those dummies. With a passion and you just saved me having to fight one. Thank you."

The hand she takes with relish, giving it an energetic pump before she lets go to wiggle a finger excitedly at him.
"Yeah! You remembered!" A+ Mr Tall, Dark and Polite. "It was Guardians of the Galaxy! And you're... Matt?" Please be right, please be right, please please pleeeaseee be right.
"Got a last name? Division?" Abbi grinned again, walking backwards into the training circle as she waved him to follow her.

With a bit of an exaggerated motion she summoned her scythe, twirling it as soon it was formed, end over end until she finally swung it to a stop and set the pole-arm down against the ground, looking mighty pleased with herself.
"What rank are you? I'm Intermediate, that ok?" Please, please, please don't make her fight a dummy.

“Well I am glad I can be someone’s hero today usually I just get the here’s more paperwork to fill out lackey or it’s your turn to deal with the crazies.” The largest drawback to having actual experience as a doctor was the fact that people seemed to want to dump all the not fun work on someone who knew what they were doing and the fact that he was really nice didn’t help the fact he couldn’t say no.

“Bingo your right I am glad you remembered,” he replied grinning, “Matt Duffy and I am part of the moon division mostly because it was closer to being a doctor I could get. What division are you?” He followed her towards the training ground summoning his own weapon as he tried to avoid letting it touch the ground. A little shower of sparkles shimmered off as the wings of the spear formed as he held it out in front of him. Matt watched as Abbi moved the scythe around with ease feeling really impressed by her skills.

Damn, no really jealous she could twirl something that large it was sort cool even if it was girly and cute. It was at least twenty times better than what he could do with his own spear.

“I have to admit I am a massive slacker when it comes to training so I am still trainee but as long as that doesn’t bother you we can still spar.”

Matt nodded with a grin as he brought the spear above his head and twirled it for a moment and then brought it back to his side as made sure that neither ends scraped along the ground. If he had swung at any point and had caused the edge of the spear to hit the ground the training was going to be pointless. It was entirely different tho if Abbi had knocked him over, which wouldn't be the first time he lost to a female.

“I was in school to be a Doctor before coming here, so I sort of wanted to keep moving in that direction I really wanted to do more than just fight.” Moving the spear in front of him he kept his feet apart grinning as she wiggled and waved with excitement. “A battle nurse?” Pausing thinking of if he had heard that term anywhere, “That sounds pretty cool I don’t think I have met any others wanting to be a battle nurse. Are there many?” He wondered if there had been any doctors who had helped on the front lines, most of the time he was the person who was more worried about what needed to be done after stabilization and keeping them from other death like issues.

“I’ve worked in the infirmary a few times, but mostly checkups on people and well lots of paper work because I am a sucker and can’t say no. I also help out in the life labs, a lot actually.”

Laughing he shook his head, “No worries, I have had my butt kicked to Timbuktu before and the scars to prove it so as long as you don’t stab me in the chest and leave me for dead I won’t be upset if you beat me.”

As she coo’d over the spear he felt a little bashful over it as he tried not to show it in his face, “Er thanks usually I am not all for um sparkles but I can’t pretend she isn’t pretty.”

“Whatever you say Battle Nurse,” He braced himself as she swung the scythe at him not expecting her to switch and his him in the arm, not that it hurt he was merely surprised at how careful she was. Lowering one end of the spear down he swung the other end at her side, smacking her with the flat side of the butterfly wings.

HP: 37/40
Damage: 4
Target: Abbi
Charge: 1/3

“I was attending Stanford out in Cali. Did you take any med classes?” He wasn’t entirely sure how old Abbi was, guessing age was really not his best suit he merely assumed that everyone at Desu was pretty close to his age without asking. Sort of like how on the internet everyone was just a male and he never asked the wiser.

Besides it wasn’t polite to ask a woman their age anyways right?
“No its ok I like the term Battle Nurse, Frontline Medic sort of sounds like that um flea medication commercial thing……...” Yea way to go there Matt please compare her job to a flea bath, that is really going to make you popular with anyone right this was why you are alone. Looking a little flustered he shook his head, “I mean Battle Nurse does sound like a pretty awesome video game class you should keep it.”

Now he could at least say he knew someone who wasn’t a patient in the infirmary. Usually he sort of just kept to himself dealing mostly with patients for as long as he needed. Nodding to her he grinned, “That would be great, working a shift together that is and I am glad that someone doesn’t want to stab in the chest. I wish I could say it has only happened once but….” Matt wasn’t really lucky with the female race.

“Anyways you don’t have to worry about hurting me too much,” giving her a grin that he was sincere. As she shuffled back from he started to swing the spear around not paying attention to where one end was going as it threatened to dig into the ground as Kasi’s voice screamed in his head. Stumbling he watched as Abbi’s scythe hit him in the arm and came dangerously close to his leg and other areas.
Scary thoughts.

“You’re really good at this aren’t you,” chuckling to cover up his stumbling from earlier he brought the spear around as he stepped a foot to the side bringing rotating the lower end of the spear up as he grazed the side of her leg with the edge of the wings.


HP: 33/40
Damage: 2
Target: Abbi
Charge: 2/3

Matt gave her a little of a puzzled looked before a feeling of guilt rolled over him as she grew really sheepish about school and classes. There was some feelings that he had stepped into some sort of bounds that he shouldn’t have and hadn’t mean to offend her in any sort of way. When she finally looked back up at him he gave her an apologetic smile hoping that maybe some of his cuteness would help but he didn’t think so. “Well that is still pretty awesome right? I couldn’t graduate high school a year early, and med classes still count.” It was totally something.

He chuckled as she laughed at the frontline medic comment, feeling relieved she didn’t see it as some sort of insult to her line of work. He really should pay more attention to what he said tho, saying wrong things resulted in pain.
“I don’t know who Jack is but coffee is always a good thing, I will look forward to working a shift with you,” giving her a nod of and a grin to give her the impression that he was being completely sincere to her.

“Eh, I can’t say I really hang out with anyone, I mostly just do my own thing. I just somehow find myself in situations where people want to either beat me or kill me. Some of them could use lessons but I am not entirely sure if it would really help, one was like some deranged woman. Not entirely sure what I did to her tho…..” Matt shrugged as he shuffled his feet a little as he tried not to chuckled as she made a small noise.

“I am actually pretty terrible for the most part, I am here because I was err forced to train not hitting things that weren’t my target by accident.” He looped the spear around his back bringing it to the opposite side of her body, lunging forward he swung at the lower part of her legs near her knee hitting it harder than he had intended as a flash of worry appeared on his face.


HP: 31/40
Damage: 10
Target: Abbi
Charge: 3/3

“I think skipping any grade is still pretty awesome, I never did that don’t think I was ever that smart I spent a lot of time studying.” He had watched her return his smile however it looked less cheerful as it had been previously as if he was still stepping into territory he should avoid. As far as he was concerned being smart was better than anything, you could always learn anything you wanted with or without school and you didn’t have to miss all the parties, like he had.

Raising a brow he wondered if he had come across any lifer that was grumpy, all of them where to him or at least most of them. Usually he was being handed some sort of paperwork that some lifer didn’t want to write all out and were too annoyed from whatever work they had to do with some stubborn patient.  “I’ll keep an eye out for him then,” Matt figured he couldn’t be entirely all-bad with how much praise she gave him.

The hook of the scythe behind his legs caught Matt off guard as he fell back onto the ground his staff colliding into the dirt. s**t, he was going to hear about it later fore sure he thought giving Abbi a grin. “Hey hey there is something called not hitting a cute woman now cut me a little slack I am not entirely use to the whole beat up others when I am suppose to giving first aid.” Reaching for his spear he swung it at her foot not entirely sure what he was trying to do.



HP: 22/40
Damage: 1
Target: Abbi
Charge: 3/3