She holds up her hands in a ‘sorry I asked’ kind of gesture, and yet can’t help the little grin that plays at the corners of her mouth. What was she supposed to know? She practically lived under a rock for the last eighteen years, but she was sure that women everywhere would sleep a little easier tonight if they knew he wasn’t off limits… or maybe the no-go zone would have made him more attractive? She might know a thing or two about that…
Despite that train of thought? She really wasn’t all that interested in his sex life - or potential lack of one, the brunette happy to leap from one topic to the next and figuring Danny could catch up. “It probably wouldn’t be as hard as all that…” Not that she knew the first thing about building things with her hands. Rose’s specialty lied in destruction, not creation.
“I mean you gut that couch over there and you’ve got all the padding you might need to make training dummies…” And she imagined a house would possess all sorts of things that could be easily converted into a punching bag? “Maybe even talk to some of the hunters about using animal hides?” Though again, things she wouldn’t have the first clue about doing herself.
“That was the idea.” Lifting her shoulder in a shrug, feeling less like this was a hairbrained scheme now that somebody else had the same line of thinking. “You get much interest?” She’d seen the text he’d sent out, offering to teach people but hadn’t thought to respond. She was looking for somebody to fight, not somebody to show her how… but in light of recent events, she could see the sense in teaching at least basic self-defense. "From your little, messagey thing?"
She might not have spent her whole life in Kunlan? But the Academy wasn't much better. Rose could barely manage email.
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Despite that train of thought? She really wasn’t all that interested in his sex life - or potential lack of one, the brunette happy to leap from one topic to the next and figuring Danny could catch up. “It probably wouldn’t be as hard as all that…” Not that she knew the first thing about building things with her hands. Rose’s specialty lied in destruction, not creation.
“I mean you gut that couch over there and you’ve got all the padding you might need to make training dummies…” And she imagined a house would possess all sorts of things that could be easily converted into a punching bag? “Maybe even talk to some of the hunters about using animal hides?” Though again, things she wouldn’t have the first clue about doing herself.
“That was the idea.” Lifting her shoulder in a shrug, feeling less like this was a hairbrained scheme now that somebody else had the same line of thinking. “You get much interest?” She’d seen the text he’d sent out, offering to teach people but hadn’t thought to respond. She was looking for somebody to fight, not somebody to show her how… but in light of recent events, she could see the sense in teaching at least basic self-defense. "From your little, messagey thing?"
She might not have spent her whole life in Kunlan? But the Academy wasn't much better. Rose could barely manage email.