and all their words for glory, well they always sounded empty
“New enough.” Varus rumbles with a huff of a chuckle. He’d been around and to Halo long before the barrier was put in place, long before it had become lost to everyone within the barrier. But that’s a conversation that can come up later, because right now he’s focused on trying to find the new training grounds, on keeping himself in tip top shape.
Luckily, Neron agrees, and Varus pushes off from the seat he’s chosen in order to follow Neron, casting a glance toward the rest of staff as Neron departs. The information is helpful, that it was truly new even for those that had been here for a while, and it’s likely the reason why he’d been unable to find it. “Well, wouldn’t mind a partner if you’re up for it. Though if you’re not, I suppose a spotter works too. Working on my throwing knives.” He comments idly, pulling a knife out of seemingly nowhere, flipping it blade over handle with dexterity in his metal hand, before he tucks it away and flashes Neron a wink.
Luckily, Neron agrees, and Varus pushes off from the seat he’s chosen in order to follow Neron, casting a glance toward the rest of staff as Neron departs. The information is helpful, that it was truly new even for those that had been here for a while, and it’s likely the reason why he’d been unable to find it. “Well, wouldn’t mind a partner if you’re up for it. Though if you’re not, I suppose a spotter works too. Working on my throwing knives.” He comments idly, pulling a knife out of seemingly nowhere, flipping it blade over handle with dexterity in his metal hand, before he tucks it away and flashes Neron a wink.
VARUS
