Cute,
Ingrid !, Wade called out to her as he zipped through the maze. His mental link with her had broken when he stepped out of her range. He didn’t mean to. He was too occupied to remember to remain in distance with her while fighting his opponents. Mud and dried blood covered his body as Wade continued through the maze, searching for his partner. He made another sharp turn before he froze at the sound of twigs breaking. Blue eyes shot towards the woman approaching him with a not so friendly look on her face. “Hi…” Wade greeted, his feet taking him a few steps back as he brought his staff in front of him.
Hello... [Responding with a soft smile, Cassandra stops walking, staying a fair amount of space away.]Â Sorry, if I scared you. [Though he was dirty and bloody, and had most likely been in a few fights already, It was best to lower his guard, by appearing weak and defenseless. The weaker and more pathetic she looked, the better were her chances at getting his blood on her hands and surprising him. She would rather not be attacked with that staff. Stalling was a helpful tactic, it would give her a better chance of analyzing the situation properly and figuring out his weak spots. A sad smile on her lips and a downcast look] I never wanted to be a part of project play. Just wanted to learn about my powers, didn't think it would lead to this.










