orientation ♔ i don't remember one jump or one leap

[technophobic]

♬ Reasons Why - Nickel Creek

WHO || Lan (??), Spike, open if people want to bang into them, just threadjack wherever.
WHAT || Lan doesn't do things the easy way.
WHERE || Behind Knight's HQ, in the woods
WHEN || Sunday evening
HOW || Actionspam

[All Spike's gotten so far in regards to learning who he's squired to is that his name is Sir Lan Wellington, and that he doesn't, in fact, live in the castle. Instead he lives way out on the back property. In the woods. o___o

Good luck finding the cabin though, because there is no path.]

Optional Rolls:

† Roll a d20. A roll of a 15 or above means he runs across a cabin out there. Anything lower and hooray, wandering around the woods. 8| ... A one or two results in being hopelessly lost.

Comments

[technophobic]

Of course not.

I haven't got any hoops.

[bigbad]

Metaphoric hoops, git. You can chop your own bloody wood.

[technophobic]

And you can explain to Wynn why I failed to approve you for full Knighthood.

[bigbad]

Happy to. I'll tell him you wouldn't let me into your bloody home or teach me anything. [He shook his head.] I want to be a knight, but not that badly. If you're not going to teach me, I'm leaving.

[technophobic]

Then ye don't want it badly enough. A Knight doesn't give in when things don't go his way, and he doesn't piss and moan when someone asks him for his help, either. You think it's all slaying monsters and shiny swords, is that it?

[bigbad]

[...Spike had thought the monster slaying was a big part, anyway. But he doesn't admit to that. He just scowls.]

You never asked for my help.

[technophobic]

And you haven't asked me any questions yet, so don't complain that I haven't taught you anything.

[bigbad]

Fine, question. Can I come in?

[technophobic]

Once you've helped chop some wood.

[bigbad]

[Spike wants to continue to refuse. It's a matter of pride at this point, and he doesn't want to do a damn thing to help this guy.

But. He is here to learn. And it's not the task that he's objecting to anyway. He's strong. He can chop plenty of wood without breaking a sweat. If vampires even sweat. He should look into that.

He bites back his bitterness. He's got a limit to what he'll take before he storms off, but he'll chop the bloody wood. This time.]

Fine.