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[tonsofpun]

Wanna head out to the lake? I'll bring Callus if you want, or we can go tree-surfing.

[hisstrength]

Sure. I haven't seen Callus in a while.

[tonsofpun]

Sure, meet up in a little while.

[Ellie will be by the lake, Callus saddled and munching on a tree a few feet away from where Ellie's sitting in the grass. Though it's late in the season, the tree is absolutely loaded with perfectly ripe apples.]

[hisstrength]

[When Tris spots them she's still at a run, slowing to a jog as she crosses the last of the green. Hands stained, knees and shins of her pants showing clear signs of wear, it's pretty clear what way she came.

Did she think that through with the pictures and all? No. Probably not. Still, she smiles to see Ellie and Callus chomping away at conveniently grown fruit.]

Hey!

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie lights up when she sees Tris, jumping to her feet and tossing her an apple as she jogs closer. She's similarly streaked with dirt, palms showing a few scrapes here and there.]

Look at you. Getting better at the rooftop thing?

[hisstrength]

Yeah! Practice makes it, right? And I guess doing pull-ups every day like Natasha said. Your hands okay?

[Suddenly, Healing had become a really convenient power.]

[tonsofpun]

And running with sandbags. Desmond's a fucking taskmaster.

[She holds out her hands for Tess's inspection. A cracked nail, blood under it. It's a bit swollen, but it's not unusual for Ellie's hands, especially considering her longbow.]

Not bad.

[hisstrength]

Shit. I haven't hit that stage yet, looks like. But I'm bruised all over trying to get the hang of landing in a roll.

[Looks very like Ellie.]

Better than mine were. Doesn't look like you need healing up.

[tonsofpun]

Take it with your shoulder and make sure you're ducking your head. Don't do it straight on.

[Grinning back, she lets her hands drop.]

We can practice in the grass if you want. It's soft enough.

[hisstrength]

Sure. Sounds good.

[She doesn't mind much if it's Ellie. So many people have seen her fail by now it hardly seems to matter anymore.]