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Finn wasn't asleep, but he was at least lying down, so it did take him a few moments to sit up, swing his legs off of the side of the bed, and stride towards the door, throwing it open to reveal the short haired and now facially scruffy man on the other side, a lit cigarette dangling from his lips. He took a long drag, reached up to remove it between two fingers, and blew the smoke out into the hallway, pretty much directly at Ripley's face.

He scrutanized the other man for maybe five seconds total, eyes narrowing slightly, mouth parting as though to make some kind of witty retort to the moping comment.

Instead all he said was. "Sure. Why the ******** not. I can test out how well my arm healed."

Finn followed the other man, strolling out into the hallway and swinging the door shut behind him, checking that it was locked before leaving. He hadn't given two shits about Ripley's cough, and gave even less about whether the smoke bothered the other man. At the death trainee's pause, however, Finn stopped too, turning towards him with eyebrows raised and a mostly unimpressed look on his face.

And then he smiled, his own eyes just as cold as always. "Whatever you say, Ripples." The subtle threat to the other mans tone of course, did not go unnoticed.

Finn actually gave even less then less then two shits about that as well, unsurprisingly, but he'd likely do as the other man asked, which was mostly due to the fact that it wouldn't be nearly as funny the second or third time as it was the first, so what would be the point?

He could strive for other means to piss off his friends.

Stretching his arms out above his head as they walked, he let his joints, stiffened from lying around idle, pop and creak, letting out a half yawn-half sigh before he let them fall back to his sides. "Nah, haven't done it yet either. Hitting things sounds about perfect to me right now." It would, at least, be a good means of releasing some pent up frustrations, before they built up for too long and became dangerous.

"How's your neck?"

Oh ******** Jesus Christ. Huckleberry. Finn leveled a cold gaze on Ripley, and took another long drag on his cigarette. It might have looked like, for just a moment, that he was going to blow it in the other mans face again.

And then he turned and blew it out straight ahead instead. Because friends. Or something.

"You'd probably find you'd agree with me more if you finally came to the realization that I am always right." He shot back at the man, lips curling up into a vicious grin that bared teeth, before glancing back Ripley's way, and noting that he was still moving a tad gingerly, so probably not quite mended up just yet.

"The arms out of it's bandages, healed up, but still..." He lifted it up, eyes dropping, and for a moment he swore he could still see the insect leg jutting through it. "It's not as strong as it was. Need to get the muscles working again." As for the burns....

"All gone. Like a bad sun burn." He followed along beside the death trainee, sort of recognizing the layout of the hallway, but not really.

He'd just trust Ripley to get them to their destination.

General Information
The Shadow Run is both the simplest and most dangerous training course that can be run without a golem. A flurry of continuous attacks is what the Sun Division holds in highest respect, and the course reflects that. The course itself is a simple tunnel, reached via portal. Within the tunnel await hundreds of weak, hungry shadowlings. Nothing to worry about on their own, but capable of overwhelming a Hunter through sheer numbers at the first moment of weakness. At the other end of the tunnel is another portal, leading back to the course observation booth.

If you fail: your character is KO'd, but there's always a senior hunter in the observation booth with enhanced bandages at the ready. They should reach you in time. Really. Trained and trusty professionals on-hand 24/7.

If you win: peen points and bragging rights to those who take out the greatest number of shadowlings and go the most turns without needing to attempt a recovery maneuver.

Mechanics

• You must get through 5 waves of attacks to make it through the tunnel.
  
• Simply roll for attack as you would in battle.
  
• If you miss, your character falters in their attacking and is overwhelmed by shadowlings.
  
• After 3 successful hits, you may use your weapon's charge attack.
  
  Bonus Mechanics
  
• This bonus is consumable.
  
• The bonus in this course is in the form of "recoveries" ~ these are would-be missed attacks that are quickly recovered and turned into a successful hit. Basically, they can miss once and roll again for an extra try. If you keep consecutively missing, though, and run out of recoveries, it's lights out. These do not equal an automatic pass for a round, you still have to land a successful hit to proceed.
  
  
• Trainees: 0 recovery
  
• Sun Trainees: 1 recovery
  
• Hunters: 1 recovery
  
• Sun Hunters: 2 recoveries
  

”I’m sure you’re beating the girls back now~” It was hard to tell how he meant that, and at best he sounded distracted. There was preparations for the training going on, and he was more apt to watch them rather than banter on about Finn’s rugged good looks. Though he did catch the wink, and he did flash a grin in response for all the trouble.

“I make no promises.” Ripley more than acknowledged his terrible luck with training courses, unfortunately. “Good luck.” And he meant it. Wilhelm was summoned and he joined the course hot on Finn’s heels. The Moon seemed intent on carving their path forward, and so Ripley fell in to natural step behind, catching those that tried to sneak up on them as well as the ones that snuck past Finn’s defenses.

Wilhelm swung and hissed through the air, tearing through shadowlings left and right.

“They weren’t kidding when they said this was intense!” Ripley yelled over the shriek of the shadowlings.

It was one misstep that did it. One single misstep. His foot slipped on something (was that Finn's heel, or was the ground uneven?), and he glanced away for one moment to try and regain his balance, but it was already too late. The shadowlings saw the opening and pounced, burying the trainee under layers of shadowed bodies.

Ripley woke up some time later, groggy as anything and covered in runic bandages. Yet he felt okay, through all that. Enough to sit up and stretch his sore limbs to their current limits. Well, that was fun. Actually that hadn't been fun. Not at all. Being swarmed sucked. Wait. Did Finn--? Yup, there he was. The Death Trainee fixed his friend with a blank stare.

"Want to go again?" He asked, breaking in to a smile.