[Closed] Redkite and Dark Huntress

[Dark Huntress]

Zayden sleeps a little unfitfully after the few moments. Scenarios where he has to kill Charleigh, or worse, he doesn't and bad things happen. He bolted upwards at a slight noise. A little squirrel innocently stare at him. "Aw," he moaned, "why the hell. And I see you, going all Tabby-cat on us."

[RedKite]

"Naw. I was just checking to see if you died and I could come and loot all your stuff..." She calls, still in the tree, "And if you even THINK about coming to get me again, I'll kick you even harder, and no, this time I WILL be aiming at your future children..."

[Dark Huntress]

Zayden groans again and rolls over. "That's low, and it's not I even care enough to risk them, but if you get shot out of the tree I may laugh before I avenge you." He pulls his pillow over his head.

[RedKite]

She raises an eyebrow and rolls her eyes, watching him. She pulls out a knife and holds it between two fingers.

[Dark Huntress]

Another few minutes past an he's back asleep.

[I'm gonna skip to morning if thus okay...]

Zayden gives the lit world an annoyed look as he stretches and glares at the sun. "Darn SOB," he mutters then stands and belts his sword and hunting knife on. He grabs a packet of food then walks out into the sunlight. Charleigh was gone, not surprising, but Tabatha was still perched in her tree.

"Hey," he said, bouncing her dangling foot against the trunk. "Charleigh's gone and we have work to do, you know, quite a few more tributes."

[RedKite]

She sighs.

"Awake already?" she taunts, pulling her foot up, she jumps down past him and starts off walking.

[Dark Huntress]

"Yeah, unfortunately my internal alarm clock gets me up a few minutes before noon comes around." He pulls a piece of meat out of the package and inspects it before cautiously chewing it. "Damn, they need to hire some good chefs!" He says, making a face.

[RedKite]

She starts walking. She hears a twig snap and pulls him down into cover.

[Dark Huntress]

Zayden glances up at her. "Not that having you on top of me isn't wonderful or anything, Tab, but I think I can fight better without a gorgeous lady clinging to me." He rolls over onto her then pushes himself into a crouched position. "And please no kicking the grandchildren, Tabby-dear."

[RedKite]

"Get LOST..." he hisses, "and do you WANT to be killed? Because if you DON'T want to be killed by them, I WILL....."