Welcome to the Animus - (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Aadil suddenly came from behind Reaver, screaming at the top of his lungs like a typical child would when pretending to be a warrior, carrying a small wooden sword over his head as he charged.  

[Zahzi]

Reaver continued to stare ahead, still waiting for the attack...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

As Aadil got closer, who was still screaming, he finally slashed his sword down, going for a strike down Reaver's entire spine.  

[Zahzi]

Reaver then spun around, grabbing Aadil by the arm and flinging him across the field, and through the air...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Don't you think that was a bit rough..?" Haytham sighed, watching Aadil fly.  

[Zahzi]

"Ehhh...." Reaver said, watching him as well.
"This is why I set many bales of hay around here..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Still..." Haytham sighed, as Aadil rushed in for a second strike.

"You throw him like a doll."  

[Zahzi]

"Well..." Reaver said, facing Aadil.
"He will learn."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Yeah. Maybe forty years later." Haytham grumbled.

Aadil then came to a sudden halt, only a few feet away from Reaver.  

[Zahzi]

"You were saying?" Reaver asked with a chuckle, waiting.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well now the poor boy is scared stiff."  

[Zahzi]

"He's planning..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...The expression on his face begs to differ..."  

[Zahzi]

Reaver only gave a grunt, walking towards Aadil.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

...Who quickly ran off, screaming in terror now...