Physical Therapy | Basch and Faris
Faris met and matched his smirk, “Then you better stop calling me ‘kid.’ Trust me, ye don’t want to test my stubbornness.”
When he started following her, she cast a quick glance at the guards, wondering if they would tag along or even let him to continue.
Ah well, she figured, can’t be bothered to worry about those lot.
She grinned at Basch, “The name’s Faris Scherwiz, Basch! Welcome to the first day of Ship Building 101!”
She brought back one of her arms and tossed one of the axes at him slowly, making sure he’d have time to react and catch it.
“Let’s move out.”
Basch caught the axe easily, and walked behind Faris. He grunted "So… Have you actually done this before? Ship building, I mean.” He remembered the airship he and Cloud brought back from their mission against the Xolotl, and how impressive it was. They mustn’t be easy to build. "I flew on an airship when Cloud and I returned from a mission in Paddra. I don’t see the two of us building one."
He matched Faris’ stride and walked alongside with her. At a cursory glance, she seemed like the typical young soldier they get at Oerba, fresh from the bottle with a training sword in their hand. But he could sense something else there…