#thread four

Peter was getting better. Between training with Reyna, hitting the gym more often, and sparring with Ivy, he was learning. At least he hadn’t punched Ivy in the face again. He still had ended up pressed against her with her arm around his neck in a hold. He had to work hard not to let his brain wander with that, even in the middle of a fight. Particularly since the adrenaline for the sparring had his blood pounding, and Damien had warned him with the most smug expression ever that adrenaline could cause.. other things. Quickly, Peter used his agility to grab her wrist and twist so her grip faltered and then attempted to pull her legs out from under her with his own.

SURPRISINGLY calm were Dice’s steps as he explored GOLDEN. Lots of this part of town was  U G L Y  if you looked beneath the veneer of bright color and loud noise but Dice always felt totally at home in ugly places that pretended not to be so. There was money to be made here if someone knew where to look and luckily Dice was always good at finding where to look.

IT is not money which he finds though as he spies a familiar  S H O C K  of pink go past.

RAMUDA! He pursues. Someone familiar is good here. Trouble, trouble.