His stories are real

"aye i will" he said a smile on his lips "now Tipo lad why don't you show this ol cyborg what you can do with that sword of yours" a devilish smirks appears on John's face and stands up readying himself. "course this is just a test" he tells him. Silver didn't have the heart to tell the boy no and it wasn't that he didn't like training the younger solders it was just tiring.

Ah, did Tipo's ear rub feel good. Reminded Fidget of life before the war, before the drama and the mess, back when life was simple and innocent, and for once in an extremely long time, Fidget was truly calm. Being distracted by the soothing feeling of an ear scratch, the puppy then answered Tipo's question. "O-oh y-yeah, my name's F-Fidget, because, e-everyone s-says I'm a F-Fidgeter." the hyper pup replied with a smile and tail wag. "Well, n-nice t-to meet y-you Tipo, any o-one w-who can give a-an ear rub l-like that is a friend of m-mine." he grinned.

Still smiling, Fidget then turned to the other dalmatian. "O-oh, hi t-there Strike." he replied happily. Strange, his brother actually seemed happy, which was strange and well, an unusual sight, seeing that Strike always seemed so serious, but Fidget decided not to ponder about it much.

Fidget then sat down and decided to watch Silver and Tipo's training session. "I=I hope you g-guys don't m-mind if I watch." he asked the two. Fidget had always found human's style of fighting fascinating, with all their swords and guns, Fidget figured it would be cool to see some training as well, a behind the scenes peak.

He turned to Fidget. "That's a very cute name Fidget. I all ready consider you one of my friends too" He said giving Fidget a few pats on the head and then Tipo smiles back at John Silver. "Well I am not very good. You know the only reason I am so good is from playful sword fights I have had with my friends back in the village where I come from."Tipo said making jabs at John Silver with his play sword. "I realize I am not very good I need a lot of practice. " Tipo said trying his best to impress Silver.

Booted catlike feet moved towards the group as their owner hid behind a tent. Her ears flicked back, nose twitched and a frown appeared on her maw. She wanted to go play with the children but again was afraid of scaring them. She wrapped a claw around the tent pole and shuffled her scrawny self out from behind the tent.

She walked over to the group, eying the cyborg. Jim was friends with a cyborg, or at least his stories said he was.

"Hi..." she said shyly.

"Hi there my name's Tipo what's your name"? Tipo asked happily not even noticing that she was a little bit different. His parents had always brought him up not to judge people by the way they look but by their actions. He didn't even care about this cat/human whatever she was. He hoped she was nice, but either way Tipo always loved making new friends whatever the species /looks.

Silver smirks as Tipo lunges his sword at him he lets out a small "oof" as the dull sword tip contects with his stomach "heh what do ye mean yer not good lad?" he said a patting his stomach where the sword hit "i say that was a good sh-" Silver was about to say shot when Anigail showed up. Silver turns studying her for a moment "hello there lassie" he greets taking of his hat and bowing to her "i be John Silver at yer service" he laughs. "hmm ye look famillar luv have we met?" he say rubbing his chin.

Ears perked as the MUCH shorter youth just asked her name without a stare or so. Earthlings were strange but accepting creatures! She smiled, flashing white fangs. She turned to the cyborg and placed her hands on her hips. "My names Abigail," she said, "Were you guys playing a game?" She turned her thin body, studying Silver. She frowned.

Why did the cyborg set her on edge?

Tipo looks at her fangs for a little and then just shakes his head trying to not be rude by staring. "It's nice to meet you Abigail. I guess you could say we were playing. Actually, Mr. Silver was just training me. " Tipo said. He was really happy right now, because it seemed to Tipo before John got distracted by Abigail, that he was impressed by Tipo's moves. To Tipo that was the most awesomest thing ever. To think his teacher was actually impressed, was awesome, because he really wanted to impress John Silver.

He looked at the two of them, it seemed like they knew each other from somewhere.

"H-hey, t-thanks!" Fidget replied happily as Tipo gave him a few more pats on the head. He was a friendly boy, Fidget had already started to like him. It was the sight of a newcomer that got Fidget's attention. Well, she was a strange sight, she looked a-lot like a human girl, but it looked like she had some very feline traits as well. It was strange, a girl that looked like a cat? But nonetheless, she did seem friendly and new, so Fidget decided to be friendly like the others.

"O-oh, u-uh h-hey there," Fidget replied, trying his best not to give Abigail a strange look. "A-are you new h-here t-too?"

"tat's right we're training" Silver gives a nod of his head before patting Tipo on the head playfully "well it's a pleasure to meet ye Abigail" Silver smirks down at her "say you do ya want to train with us?" he guesters with a mechical hand towards himself and Tipo "i'm sure that Tipo can uses a oppentue more of his size eh?"

"I'm not his size," she grumbled. Abigail had a better time talking to adults rather than to kids her own age. Ears flicked back and she frowned. She was much taller than the young man before her. She used her thin legs to shuffle her feet across the ground. "I'd rather just watch if that's alright with...with..." Eyes narrowed as she gritted her teeth.

"You're a cyborg," she snorted, "A cyborg like the one Uncle Jim was friends with...is...is your name Silver?"

"That i'd be" Silver chuckles a smile on his face "aye i'm John Silver at yer service" he bows playfully. "and if i had to guess i'd say you'd would be the daugther of captain ameila and Dopplar am i right?" he winks at her. "So Jimbo's yer uncle eh? how did that come to be?" he asks that sly grin still on his lips.

"Pffffft," Abigail snorted, placing her slender hands on her hips, "You know it, pal. And I know the stories Uncle Jim told us about you! You were a pirate who mutinied against my Mother for some dumb treasure!" She snarled, showing off sharp canines. She didn't trust Silver for some reason; she didn't know why she just didn't. Her ears reflecting her mistrust as they flattened behind her pigtails, the femme's eyes squinted to stare at the cyborg.

"So? Jim's not myreal Uncle, duh," she spat, "He's my mom and dad's friend. We just call him Uncle Jim."

"ah...yeah i was that pirate" Silver rubs the back of his neck nerviousy out of habit "but i'm sure Jimbo told you i was the one who saved his bum from getting blown up by that ol ironclad when the proc's went after the Queen and parlment" Silver chuckles "and fer that they forgave me and dropped all the charges and made me a knight of the empire" Silver puffs his chest out proudly. "i know what yer thinkin luv" he eyes narrow "your still thinking that i can't be trusted huh?" he crouches down untill he was level with Abigail flinching slightly from the wound on his leg. "but yer uncle is like a son ta me if he can trust me so can you" a kind smile forms on the ursid's lips "so what do you say?" he holds out his flesh hand for the girl to shake "do ye want to trust me?"

"Knight, shmight," she said tilting her little chin upward and crossing thin arms across her chest, "You still mutinied against my mother. That's all I care about. And all you care about is gold!" She huffed, wanting something to leave against. She gripped the edge of her shirt and tugged slightly. "Uncle Jim said you saved him but he also told us all the bad stuff you did too. So no, I can't trust you. You're still a dirty pirate!"