Practice

[supportinkindness]

[Relaxing on the bunk he shared with Jean, he took a deep breath in as he closed his eyes. It had been some time since he got the bunk area alone, it was quiet a rare thing really. Though he would mind some company, he just didn't really feel like going out with the others. The training for the day was exhausting and a nap was sounding awesome.

Marco continues to relax for the moment at least until he hears someone enter.]

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[supportinkindness]

Some days, aha.

[A small laugh under his breath he watches as Jean lays down. With a playful sigh he stops his work on grabbing his boot, instead letting himself flop back onto the bed beside his friend.]

You pushed yourself again didn't you? [He turned his head to smile at Jean.] A little bit, I guess. [He lightly pats Jean's leg.] You don't seem too keen on moving yourself. We rarely get the bunks to ourselves.

[launisch]

[Well, actually, he hadn't quite made it onto his back yet, but he didn't need a whole lot of encouragement to get there.]

Yeah. An ill-advised mistake that I don't plan on repeating any time soon.

[He brought his hands behind his head as a sort of cushion, stares up at the ceiling. His lips quirk.] You keep track?

[supportinkindness]

[There was a little of a tug to pull him back. He kind of wanted to lay next to him friend.]

Probably would be for the best. You don't need to get hurt.

[Another light chuckle left the freckled boy's lips as he nodded.]

Maybe? It's like a rare treat really.