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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Runner grew slightly frustrated. What just happened? One minute, she's all over me, and the next she's gone with a peck. I had to've done something.

She couldn't sleep, suddenly lonely without his soothing presence. I'm such a bitch, running away after… well… that.

She was right about one thing, though. He was tired as all hell and his throat was beginning to hurt again. He rolled on to his back and closed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.

She rolled onto her stomach, resting her chin on her arms over her pillow. "He's probably irritated with me." She groaned and threw a different pillow over her head. "I'm such a coward!"

He heard the sound of talking from Tess's room and began debating mentally if he should go in there or not.

"I need chocolate." She got up and tried to quietly rummage through her chocolate stash beneath her bed, picking out random candies and stuffing them in her mouth. This is so easy with others. Why am I so uncertain with Runner?

She glanced up at her desk–at the two fancy invitations with hers and Runner's name on them–and felt a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry."

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's fine."

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.