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(I nearly cried watching the Passenger again last night)
(I nearly cried watching the Passenger again last night)
"Hm?" He craned his head back to try as see as well.
(Never seen it)
(Idk why, but when I'm tired it's so easy to make me cry)
Two little kids with identical big brown eyes looked up at them with big smiles–one boy and one girl.
Tessa attempted to put authority in her voice. "Aydan, Nadya. Does your father know you two are here?"
They shook their heads vigorously, then bounced on their feet. "Noooo," Aydan said slowly. "But Woofie does," Nadya finished.
Tessa sighed, but couldn't hold back her smile. "Kids," she said while shaking her head.
"Hey, I'm still a kid. You got a problem with me?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest in fake offense.
She raised a brow at him. "You're seventeen–they're five. I'd hardly call you a kid." She smirked. "Plus, they're way more adorable than you are."
The twins nodded their heads in unison. "Mhm, mhm, mhm!"
"Oh, is that the case?" He stood up and made a huge deal of turning his back to her.
"Tessie, Tessie, Tessie!! Aunt Thia wants you!" The twins said while jumping up and down. "We forgot," Aydan said with an adorable pout.
Tess reached over the couch and ruffled his hair affectionately. "It's okay. But stay out of trouble!" she warned while they took off without so much as a goodbye, giggling and squealing. She then turned to Runner and rolled her eyes. "Men." She started to get off the couch to meet Cinthia.
"What about them?" he asked without turning around.
She reached over and playfully tweaked his cheek. "So dramatic."
Finally he relented, turning around with a smile.
She smiled, "There he is," and leaned over to give him a quick kiss.
He moved closer to meet her in the middle, pulling back after a few moments.
She ruffled his hair as well with a cheeky smile. "I'll be back in a jiffy."
He took the opportunity to drop onto the couch gracelessly, spreading his arms and legs out as far as they go. "I'll be waiting for you"
She chuckled and raced after the twins, yelling "I'm coming for you!" Loud giggles and playful squeals soon followed as she easily caught up to them in the hall and pulled them into her arms, carrying them the rest of the way to the Vanguard's room where they got ready for fights.
He slipped his arms under his head and sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing. Like, every muscle seemed to loosen and release all of its tension type of relaxation.
In a few minutes, Tessa came back kid-free and looking just a little stressed. She rubbed at her arms with a distant look on her face.
Her footsteps in the empty cafeteria alerted him of her presence, and he frowned when they made eye contact from across they room. "Is everything alright?"
She waved him off. "Just had my ichor removed, that's all. Feels weird."
"If that why Cin wanted you?" He sat up, making space for her to sit.
She flopped onto the couch, heaving a sigh. "Yes and no. She got some inside information on the first round of the Games and wanted to let me know. And the headmaster came in to remove all of our ichor and to tell us our results." She tapped his leg lightly with a smile. "Congrats–you passed."
"Well, duh, I put on the best show. Nothing like the most deadly weapon in the world to really get people's blood going," he said with a grin.
She chuckled. "Lots of people are betting on you being one of the top players." She winked at him. "Myself included."
"Why? I'm not that good, especially when there's a literal demi-god out there."
She snorted. "This is a school for demigods." She turned her attention fully on him. "But it's also because you're an interesting wildcard. No one knows what you're capable of and are afraid of finding out the hard way. We may be training to be war heroes and soldiers, but most are just scaredy cats when it comes to the unknown. You put on a good show, and people want to see more of you."
"Voted most likely to get his ass kicked in entertaining fashion, huh?" He shrugged. "I'll take it, I guess."
She rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant, dipshit. The more people who bet on your success, the more likely it will be for your sponsor to put you back in the Games should you be eliminated. A second chance. As much as this is a test of our abilities, it's entertainment for the people as well."
"Shit, two chances to get my ass kicked? Score!" He gave her a playful grin/
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