“I am aware of what knife wounds can do.” Marc pointed out. He had seen a fair share of them on victims and had received a few as well. “But it seems like it would still be useful to know, especially in this situation.”
"Well, it's a good thing most humans never expect to be in." Ariella turned to him. "Is this your way of asking me to teach you?" She placed her hands on her hips and quirked her eyebrow. She was smirking at him, humored. "All you have to do is ask, though I don't know how much will help you with only a day of training."
Marc laughed, shaking his head. “I didn't mean for it to sound that way. I think I know enough to handle the switchblades I grabbed but…” he smirked back. “Perhaps, depending on how long we are together, you could show me a few tricks?”
Ariella grinned at him. "I'm sure I could show you a few." She winked at him before going to pull her blades out of the tree trunk. Though as fun as the idea of teaching someone was, she truly hoped that they would not be together long. Not because she didn't like him but because this wasn't his path. He belonged on Earth. And she…she didn't belong anywhere.
“Thank you.” Marc chuckled, finding he didn't mind how long he might be here. Obviously, he knew he still needed to get back to Earth but he wasn't seeing any problem with having a little adventure with Ariella in the meantime.
Ariella put her knives back in the holsters on her thigh. "Are you brave enough to step into the house or do you think you need a little more time to work up the courage to go back in?" She was teasing him about their earlier conversation when she told him there may or may not be enough in the house to cause an explosion if the wrong thing caught on fire. There was a reason she did regular maintenance on the house.
Marc rolled his eyes at her teasing but smiled. “Yes, I’m fine to go back inside.” he nodded. “Besides, I should grab some more ammunition before we leave, anyway.” he pointed out, realizing that he had forgotten to grab some earlier and that they would probably need more than what was in the chambers of the guns.
Ariella nodded. "We'll grab a few things before we head out." She still needed to sharpen the knives after throwing them at the tree. She needed them as sharp as could be. And there was a few other things she wanted to pack and bring with them. And she needed to catalog what they were taking so she knew for the next time she visited what to replace.
Marc smiled a little and nodded gratefully. “I should try to remember that you do this often and know what to do before I say anything.” he chuckled a little, trying to make light of how new he was to even basic traveling.
Ariella just shrugged playfully. "Oh, just a little experience." She winked at him before walking back into the house. "It shouldn't take us to long to get to Declan. But it is a lot of jumps." Which she was not looking forward to.
“In other words, I should keep my head down and follow your lead as we travel.” Marc half teased, though he knew it was probably the best way to avoid unwanted attention. Especially for Ariella. Who knows what could be waiting for them on any of those worlds…
Ariella grinned at him and nodded her head. "Pretty much, though I'll have to keep my head down a bit." She had a bad habit of drawing attention, whether she wanted it or not. And usually did not want it.
“Somehow I can believe that.” Marc nodded, smirking slightly. Considering how much attention she drew to herself back on Earth… it really wasn't surprising.
Ariella gave him an all too innocent looking smile. Even though she was anything but. She walked back to the weapons room, pointing out the extra magazines of ammo for him to grab. She found her sharpening stone to sharpen up her daggers. She just wanted to be on the safe side by keeping them all nice and sharp.
Marc wasn't fooled by her expression and just rolled his eyes as he walked over to the ammo she pointed out. He quickly pulled out the magazine from one of the guns and proceeded to grab more of the same type… hopefully, there weren't multiple types of ammo in the same area that looked the same.
Ariella quickly sharpened the three knives she had used before placing them back in their holsters. She looked back to check on Marc, nodding her head at him if he was just about ready to go. She'd grab some rations and water and from the kitchen and grab some of her stash of money and then they should be all good to go.
Even though Marc was new to traveling, he still had the mindset of “better to have it and not need it” so he made sure to grab a good amount of ammunition before looking back at Ariella. “Ready?” he asked when she nodded.
Ariella nodded her head. "Just about. I'll grab us some rations from the kitchen on the way out." And some cash from her secret hiding spot. She didn't let anyone see it. The others would clean her out if they found it. While they might all contribute to supplying the safe house, cash laying around the house would be fair game.
“Alright.” Marc nodded. “Is there anything I can help you carry?” he offered since he still had the bag from the last world they were at.
Ariella looked at him, thinking. "Yeah, we'll put all of it in the pack. It shouldn't be too heavy. If it is, I bet I can find another pack and take some of the load."
“Unless you plan on putting bricks in the bag, I should be able to carry it.” Marc smirked teasingly. He didn't mind if Ariella filled the bag or not. As crazy as it was, for knowing her for just a couple of days, he trusted her.
"And just for that, I think I might. Never know when you need a good rock to chuck at people." Ariella grinned in return. "I'll be right back. Hang tight."
Marc laughed at what he hoped was just her teasing. Though he couldn't argue with her comment about throwing a rock at someone. “I’ll be here.” he assured, nodding.
Ariella gathered up everything she thought would be useful for their trip. Some water, a few rations just in case, some cash. She joined Marc and placed everything in his pack before nodding at him. "Alright let's go."
Marc held open the bag for her as she loaded up for their journey. He didn't ask any questions about where she got the stuff, it wasn't his business anyway. But he couldn't help feeling a sense of familiarity between this and getting ready for the start of a shift. “Ready.” he nodded, slinging the pack on his shoulders and double-checking everything else on his person.
Ariella smiled up at him before setting out for the door. It was a shorter walk to the next portal than it was arriving here. She fell in pace beside Marc, trying to keep up with his longer stride.
Marc smirked a little as he followed Ariella to the next portal location, almost tempted to carry her since she seemed to be struggling to keep up… But he didn't. He didn't know where the portal was anyway. Plus he didn't want to antagonize her since they needed each other right now.