Skills

“I thought I knew you.”

Chance looked up from scrubbing the combination of leftover eel and oil off the Turbokat’s cockpit. “Do what now?”

“You never told me you could fight with a staff.” Jake paused to wring out his own cloth. “Back there when we were fighting Callista’s knights, you swung that spike like it was nothing. I’ve never seen you do those moves, Buddy.”

Chance shrugged. “I didn’t think it was a big deal. Besides, you know I prefer…”

“Punching things. I know.” Jake grinned, indicating no harm done. “Though, you think you can teach me that sometime?”

“I honestly don’t know why considering you can wipe the floors with people, but sure. I can teach ya’.” His area clean, Chance moved on to the right wing. Then, after some quiet, he added, “Also, if you’re interested, I know a guy in town that teaches broadsword.”

Jake paused at his friend’s hinting, then managed a softer smile. “Sure, Bud. Thanks.”

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