forum Runner's Start (Private)

Started May 19, 2019 by Deleted user

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He pulled a face as it hit him directly on the forehead. "I'm not a trashcan, Tess."

"I'm not aiming, Princeling. It's not my fault you decided to come in here and hang with the bitchy dragon girl."

"Well most people don't expect to be bombarded with paper when they sit down with one of their friends," he said.

She perked her head up to look at him in surprise. "Oh, so I'm a friend now?" She sounded genuinely surprised.

"Seems like the entire universe is forcing us to be, so yeah," he said, an inkling of a smile turning the corners of his lips up.

She snorted and went back to writing. "Ah, so peer pressure. Not because of my natural charm and charisma."

"Or lack thereof," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Oh please. You wouldn't still be here if you truly thought that. And the universe can't force you to be friends with someone you already decided to hate. That's all up to you, buddy."

"Well, yes, both points are valid. But you gotta admit, you didn't make things particularly easy."

"Nothing's ever easy–learned that early in life. Probably too early, but can't change that now." She shrugged, shaking off those depressing thoughts.

"It's different when you're the one making things hard."

"And why should I make things easy?" She stopped writing to turn around in her chair and look at Runner with a raised brow.

"Under the circumstances, we won't have much time to waste," he said. "The more time we argued, the less time we had to prepare."

"I can still be a bitch while being productive," she pointed out. "Once again, we don't have to be best buddies to get this shit done and over with."

"So you don't wanna be friends?" he asked, tilting his head.

"I never said that," she said, resting her head on the back of her chair.

"Any clue how we're supposed to fight a demon king with millions of minions at his disposal?" he asked. "It's the main reason for all of this."

"Well–from my personal experience with fucking with assholes–blow a few holes in his ship. Take out large chunks of his following. He won't bat an eye until it's too late and he suddenly realizes that 'oh shit, they took out half my army.' Little chunks add up."

"Taking the fight to him," he mused. "I like it. How stupid are these minions? Stupid enough to cast spells at me?"

"They're Nagabons. Mindless brutes that kill first and don't bother with questions because their brains are too small to form questions."

His eyes went alight with an idea. "Where is the closest place to find a lot of them?"

"The Nazek training grounds. The dragon warriors–aka, Alaunians–keep them for target practice. They are who I'm trying to contact, actually, so I can toss in a request if you want." She arched a brow in inquiry.

"I don't want it in a controlled environment," Runner said, a sly look on his face. "I want it to look like an all out war."

Now she was intrigued. "I mean, they'll still have to bring some of those brutes with them when they come here, but we can set them loose like they would be during a war. They'd be pissed enough to make it accurate." She bit her lip. "Oooooor…we go to a nearby camp that I know some are still at, even though it's abandoned."

"My idea," he said, rubbing his chin, "Is to find a way to make it look like there's way more than just me and you on this mission. Intimidate the shit outta him."

She cocked her head. "Hit him at different places simultaneously?" Her eyes lit up. "I know how to set up really big explosions so they go off at a certain time if that's what you mean."

"I want to be one of the explosions. We need to show our faces so he knows we aren't fucking around."

She tapped her lips thoughtfully, pouting them slightly as she did so. Force of habit more than anything. Then she snapped her fingers. "Portals. We hop around through invisible portals so that we're at multiple places 'at once' while we're bombing the fuck out of them."

His eyes gleamed. "Perfect. We'll need to put the portals in place before the attack so we wont have to worry about making them on the spot."

She nodded and turned back around to add that little tidbit in the letter to the warrior group. "Lemme tell them so that they can hunt down different camps for us to target. Now that we got that down, we just need to focus on your training."