#gainedsight

“Of course, i wouldn’t mind takin ya out for pork chops or if it’s a threat i don’t find ya scary at all, well except when your eyes do that weird red thing but that’s besides the point. I will take that as a compliment so thank you! That’s what i like about ya, so mysterious, yet intellili-... inteligu-... uh, smart!  Yeah..”

A raven was watching from the edge of the building, beady eyes peering down with curiosity. Bloth was nearby, crouched down to examine the sizeable tracks in the dirt. A rare time to enjoy the wilderness when the games were not yet underway. The raven tilted its head and let out a loud, piercing cry from its perch. The hunter's attention snapped towards the sound immediately before the bird took off and flew towards the source of their apparent startle. Tilting their head, the Bloodhound stood to attention and called out, "Step lightly, Felagi fighter, you're startling the wildlife."

“All i hear is blah blah blah, amigo. All i know is I’m getting some alien girlfriend tonight. I’m amazed you aren’t joining with your speed shtick. Oh, or are you too slow or scared?” 

He swam back up to the surface as fast as he could, his hair covering hsi face. “Augghh.. My hair, I just combed it..” he grumbled, moving his hair out of his eyes, focusing back on the other. “Don’t worry, everything’s fine. It was all part of the plan.” 

“And why are you so short and gay, kid? It’s all experience, not age. Go back to playing Minecraft.” 

“I.. you... I own this place.. What are you doing here???? Miss me that bad”

Elliott looked up from the sink where he was washing his face, looking over to the other after patting his skin dry and smirked. Two drags through his hair and it was perfect, making him chuckle.“I’m sorry, who got the final kill shot last round?” he pulled both hands up to jab thumbs at himself with a cocky smirk. “This guy. So try not to lag behind so much this time, yeah?” he nudged the other on his way past.It had been a few games now, everyone loving to pair the two together, and he didn’t mind it. The two had gotten over the initial arm dislocation and moved past it. He had grown soft around the kid within days. He couldn’t be mad. The kid was smart as hell and a good fighter for someone people thought wouldn’t make it past drop.Plus, two wins in a row? Pretty damn good for his stats.“How about we don’t scorch a hole in my chest this time, yeah?” he added with a grin as he peeked at the central screen of the others setup before checking his gear was all in place. “Match isn’t for another four hours though.” he added lightly, dropping into his couch with a heavy sigh and a lopsided grin to the other. “Relax. Take a load off.” he added and motioned to the other side of his couch.

:Thanks Nurse.” he gave himself the shot which gave him enough medication to get him back on his feet.  “So, what’s the plan?”