forum I'm lacking the creative ingenuity to provide a clever and witty name (Character Chat 5)

Started March 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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She wrung her fingers, still sitting on the floor. "War Games qualifications are tomorrow." She paused, chewing her lip. "You've been recommended to participate."

"Oh? And who recommended me?" he sat up.

She reached up to check the invitations. She was invited by necessity, being a student of the University. She tossed hers to the side and inspected Runner's. "Umm. Oh. Well then. It's Irena. She's one of Savage Realm's rulers–the ruler of the Underworld, to be exact. I guess she's heard about you." Tessa shivered when the image of the goddess popped into her head. I really hope this isn't a way to dispose of him. If so, she's gonna go through me–and by me, I mean Cin. That bitch scary!

"So I can't refuse, huh?" He was smiling slightly.

"You're obligated to do qualifications, if only to uphold the respect of your sponsor. After that, if you qualify, you're free to back out. They've changed it up a bit this year,," she mused.

He rubbed his chin, thinking for a moment. "What do you have to do for qualification?"

She shrugged. "Dunno. Pass a test. It's different for each participant. Oh, and you're being watched the entire time."

"A test? I'm not very smart, you know."

"Magical. A test of your abilities."

He facepalmed. "Yeah, that makes sense. I mean, I don't have anything better to do, so why not?"

She nodded. "In that case, better plan on getting up early. We have a busy and long day tomorrow."

"Does that mean you're not gonna come back?"

She chuckled and yawned, summoning and stretching her wings before curling up on the floor, using her wings as a blanket. "Not tonight."

He sighed, laying back down. "Alright."

She eventually fell into a light sleep, dreaming of the Games.

It took Runner a long time to fall asleep, staring at the ceiling for a while as his head and his body calmed down. Eventually, he fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

In the morning, Tess knocked on Runner's door. "Rise and shine," she sung.

"Mmmmmmmmm," came from behind the door, and the sound of Runner rolling over.

She rolled her eyes and knocked a little harder. "Get up, Amore. We're already behind schedule."

"Mhhhhhhhhm!" The sound of footsteps, then Runner opened the door, squinting in the hall light.

Tessa leaned against the door frame, already dressed in black a sports bra and black shorts with her hair pulled up in a ponytail. "Get dressed. We're leaving in ten minutes." She ran her eyes up and down his figure. "I'd suggest wearing something you won't miss."

"Uhhhhhggg." The door closed and he was back out in 7 minutes, now dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a Quick-Dri T-Shirt of the same color. He chose to go barefoot, since he always felt like he ran better without shoes.

Tessa was downstairs, talking to a woman with long, silky hair of various shades of blue. Her skin had a faint tint of sea green, and she had big, deep blue eyes that matched the color of the ocean just outside. Her features were strong and angular as opposed to soft and round. She, too, was wearing similar clothes as Tessa.

He rubbed his eyes as he thump thumped his way down the stairs, yawning.

The woman looked up at Runner as he came downstairs, exposing needle-like teeth as she smiled. "So this is your little plaything? Cute." Her voice was slippery and her accent was thick. Tessa rolled her eyes.

"Mmmph." was his only response, still barely awake. It was a miracle he got his clothes on that quickly.

Tessa grabbed his arm. "Alright sleepy head. Let's go." She nodded at the woman, who pulled out a portal gem and activated it. Tess pulled Runner through and the woman followed.
They entered the outskirts of what seemed to be a giant colosseum, with stands filled to the brim with spectators. Hundreds upon hundreds of participants circled the arena, held back by a waist high concrete wall.

He blinked a few times, putting a hand over his eyes. "Huh. Seems like this is a big deal."

"It is," the woman said. "People from across the realm challenge their skills and battle for glory and fame. Gods from all over see just how well their children do in the art of war. Skill and strategy are tested, not just brute force." She shot a look at Tessa, who feigned a look of hurt. "Not many make it to the final round, however, and most chicken out before a winner can be declared. But people are optimistic that this year's War Games will yield the first winner in…" She tilted her head in thought. "About 500 years."

"Oh. Huh, alright." He tilted his head, his brain starting to clear from the cloud of sleep. "Think my mom's gonna be here?"