forum The Assassins Academy (Closed)

Started January 13, 2019 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Donovan raised an eyebrow. "Of course you don't. And how far will that get you in the real fucking world? Enjoy it while you can. How'd you even get in this school anyway?"

Theron saw Xena ahead and nodded, good, they were still in range

Phoebe rolled her eyes. "I could if I wanted to but I know how this goes and I am not getting tricked into that. And I got because based on my skills, same as you. Mine are just different than yours."

Donovan kept his eyebrow up. "Tricked? What does that mean?"

Phoebe sighed dramatically. "It starts by me saying I can do it and but I just don't want to. Then you go, 'oh really, prove it'" she deepened her voice to try and match his. "Then I end up finishing all the work. No thank you."

Donovan threw back his head and laughed when she tried deepening her voice. "I guess you have a point, but I would never let you do all the work yourself mademoiselle." He winked before hauling the trash can off again.

Phoebe's lips turned upwards in a smile. "Hmm, who knew an assassin in training could be chivalrous."

Donovan put on a fake wounded look as he dragged the can, clutching dramatically at his heart. "I'm hurt! Who said I can't be, hmm?"

Phoebe giggled and shook her head at him. She rolled her eyes, still smiling. "Are we there yet?"

Donovan sighed heavily, dramatically. "Yes. We're here." There was a small fort both on the ground and in a tree made out of various scraps of wood. He let the can go and ducked into the shelter on the ground.

Phoebe nodded. She tilted her head as she took in the shelter. She ducked her head as she followed in behind him. "So this is where you disappear to."

Donovan just nodded as he rifled through a crude, hand-made cupboard.

Phoebe looked around the place for somewhere to sit

Donovan gestured towards a rather wobbly stool. “Only seat in the house. Feel free.” Then he turned back to his search, now heading for a chest.

Phoebe sat down hesitantly. She watched him curiously

Theron followed by roof top to the duos hiding place "sneaky, sneaky, sneaky," he muttered with a grin "finally some fun"

Donovan pulled out some rope and sharp hooks. He also dragged out a brown tarp. "This should do."

Phoebe leaned back, except that didn't work out too well because she fell off.

Donovan dropped his stuff immediately and reached over, hand out. "Whoah! You okay?"

"You need better seats." She groaned and grabbed his hand.

Donovan shrugged as he hauled her up. "I've had to make do."

She rubbed her butt. "That hurt, kiss it and make it better?" She grinned cheekily at him

Donovan rolled his eyes but grinned as he turned back to his work. "Find someone else to kiss your ass."

"But why find someone else when I have you?" Phoebe said, a hand on her hip. "Please?" She gave him puppy dog face

Donovan backed up, nervous. "Nah, you wouldn't want to get involved with me. Terrible idea." He chuckled awkwardly, before swallowing and turning back around, burying his face into a cupboard, rifling around, agitated.