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Leo frowned at himself, mentally whacking himself. He should've tried harder- or NOT used Miss Violent as a test subject. "Thank you. And I won't, don't worry about that." He seemed like he genuinely wouldn't- and the words were paired with a wince and a slightly sorrowful look that also looked very genuine. At her next words he winced slightly. "Left-handed. Does that mean you'll break my left or right hand?" He asked with a faint smile, then made a face. "Oh- wait- there are 19 bones in one of my hands- and you're probably not skilled enough to just break one. That's going to HURT. Can't you break my arm instead?" He asked with a small grin, though it was less... vibrant than before. Not a full force grin. More of a half-I-still-feel-bad grin.

(Miss Violent😭)

Lieutenant Dwyer

Glory tilted her head and said, somewhat more gently than usual, though not much, "I said you're forgiven, stop giving me that look, or I'll have to use my dictionary on you." Then she grinned slyly and said, "I haven't decided. If you keep wearing your feelings on your face like that, I'll break your left. Otherwise, I'll be nice and break your right hand." She frowned slightly at his next sentence, "Counting the wrist, there are 27 bones, none of which I am above breaking. And what makes you so certain? The metacarpal bones are easy enough to break, and so are the phalanges. Though, if you're particularly nice, I'll settle for just dislocating your fingers instead. I could break your arm, but since there are two bones in the forearm, I might screw up your sword arm." She said, pretending to consider her options, though she had no plans of breaking any of his bones in the near future.

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Leo glanced at her with a small snort. "I'm not giving you any look." He answered haughtily, trying to defend himself while not offending her. His eyebrows shot up, almost off the top of his head, at her next words. "You asked for this. I'm going no emotion." He huffed, and sure enough, his face went completely blank, showing absolutely no emotion. "I specifically said there are 19 bones in the hand, I never mentioned the wrist." He stated with an extremely boring monotone voice that a History professor would've used. "I would much rather you just dislocate my fingers, but not my arm. Swordfighting is my specialty, and I wouldn't be able to win many fights without my arm." He said, with the same tone, staring at her with a blank expression, not even blinking. It was... like a snake. And rather eerie. The not blinking thing must be a little nerve-racking. As he waited for a response, he grabbed another rock, chucking it out onto the water again. 17 skips. One better than last time. He still didn't show any emotion. Not in his eyes, even, which were hard as golden steel.

Lieutenant Dwyer

Glory rolled her eyes at him and retorted, "I didn't ask for anything, especially not an impression of Romanov, regardless of how accurate it is." Glory snorted and said, "Alright, true, but you've already hit your limit for how many times you can be right in one day." Glory thought for a moment and watched as he skipped another rock. "Alright, I'll just dislocate your fingers then," She teased with a sly smirk. His emotionless-ness was creepily similar to Romaniv's usual demeanor, but Glory wasn't too disturbed by it.

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Leo's face twitched, then it crumbled like stone and he burst out laughing. "Gah- I can't do it. My eyes are drying up and a mental image of Romanov just got sizzled into my mind." he snorted with laughter before composing himself. "It is accurate! Why is he so emotionless? Man." he coughed, then grinned. "I know, it hurts knowing I'm right." He quipped with a wide smile, his expressful self back in full force. "Yep, dislocating fingers ounds great. Maybe not my thumb though, so I can still do this.," He teased and gave a thumbs up, a joking grin plastered on his face. Obviously, not showing his emotions for .2 seconds meant that they exploded like a volcano afterwards. It grew just slightly serious, though, as he glanced at her. "Are you cold? That water wasn't warm." he tried not to let concern anywhere near his face, and it was obvious he was trying, but concern still creeped into his eyes- they were his telltale for most emotions.

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keres started to walk her hair sweeping against her back rouge didnt reply so she was taking it into her own hands she jogged outside jumping into dragon form she darted into the air following the path she rembered the corupted ones taking after a bit she got to a cave and shifted to a cat the only animal she had mastered shifting into her fur was a deep grey and her eyes were the same she meowed loudly as she walked into the cave slightly shocked as she saw 'rooms' inside the cave she walked into one of the rooms getting looks from the corrupteds but they didnt notice she wasnt a real cat she wandered for a bit before finding rouge and jumping up on his lap she sat and stared at him hoping he would reconise the eyes she reared up onto her back paws and and walked a step putting her paws on his sholders before she spoke quietly into his ear "ill get you two out of here just give me a little bit" with that she jumped down and darted out of the room he was in she weaved through the corrupted before one grabbed her and tossed her out she wandered back in and they watched her closely

Lieutenant Dwyer

Glory laughed with him, then quipped, "Fine then, your thumbs are safe." She thought for a moment at his next sentence, then answered, "A little. I might feel better if you proved you could actually swim, though. I' don't fully believe you," with a teasing grin, not expecting him to actually do it. She wouldn't ever admit it, but Glory found his concern rather endearing, and his smile maybe just the slightest bit cute.

(Naw you just dared him XD- Professional Doofus NEVER backs down from a dare... foreshadowing.. spooky hehe)

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Leo put a hand on his heart. "Aww, thanks." He grinned. "I'm glad, because they're kind of important. I wouldn't be able to grip a sword or lift a cup or water or hot chocolate or eat a bagel or do anything." He snorted, as everyone knew he could continue for literally ever. 9,000 years later... or pick up a baseball, or throw a basketball, or play football, or....

Once his mind was done with it's time traveling, he paid attention to her words. A slow smile curled onto his face. "That sounded like a dare to me. You'll believe me soon- how deep is the lake?" He wheeled around and dove into the water at just the right angle where he shot out to the deeper parts and didn't break his neck. He'd had quite a bit of practice at diving, so he wasn't worried. Swimming wa sone of his favorite things to do. Or, had been, before everything had gotten crazy, with him becoming a General and all. Now, the dive had not really helped his ribs, as they were pleading with his brain and saying they were going to die while sending pulses of agony EVERYWHERE, but who the hell cared- he was proving a point. Once out to where he couldn't touch the bottom, he surfaced with a grin. "I'm not drowning, am I?" He called. Most people could float- actually, if you looked it up, it said that all humans were born with some buoyancy. Hooowever, he had dense bones and a lot of heavy muscle, so if he stopped swimming he would sink. He couldn't even float on his back if he took a big breath of air. As he waded water, he quickly realized it was damn cold. Like, really chilly.

Lieutenant Dwyer

"Okay okay, I get it, you need your thumbs," Glory said, laughing. "That certainly was a dare." She didn't really think he would, but he did. When he surfaced, she laughed and replied, "I don't think so, unless that's a dare." She dropped the towel on the sand and waded in after him, not as confident in her diving ability as Leo was. When she felt the bottom of the lake dip down so she couldn't feel it, she swam closer, staying just out of reach, and splashed him, then regretted getting back in the water a little, it was cold. Oh well.