City Streets

Innsta warily takes Ezdret's hand, still tense.
Innsta. You, uh, do this often? the whole teleport people on buildings to fight thing? or am i just special?
She gave a forced laugh.

*Ezdret's eyes widen and she gives a confused smile*

Of course you're special! You radiate brighter than our star, and that's saying something! _nd I _nly d_ this with- shit sorry, slipped back into my accident. I only do this with those that catch my interest. Fighting always makes me feel closer to the troll I fight. I did ask you know.

Innsta blushed, surprised at her comment.
Oh! Well, i'm not that iteresting. the other thresicutioners probably have more going on then me.
She looked away, flustered. She waved her hand as though she were trying to get rid of the idea.
I gotta say though, you're the really interesting one here. Mysterious girl with the ability to teleport around and kick ass, I'm sure you have a much more interesting thing going than i do.-
Innsta paused the words Ezdret said suddenly clicking.
Wait you asked me to fight? I thought you were just saying thanks or whatever. Until you tried to beat me up that is.

*Ezdret blinks, surprised*

Well I did say thanks, but I also asked for a friendly duel and _ d_te! Date, sorry.

Innsta suddenly straightened up, face hot.
I-I see!
She glanced behind herself, almost expecting a few of the other thresicutioners to pop out and tell her it was a joke.
W-well despite the odd circumstances, it would certainly be rude of me to go back on my word!

*Ezdret blushes and grins, taking Innsta by the hand*

I kn_w the PERFECT pl_ce! Y_u re_dy t_ get d_wn fr_m here?

Innsta waited for a second, seeming to go over what Ezdret said in her head before responding.
Most definitely.

*Ezdret gives a warm smile and grabs her hand, the two of them vanishing*

In another part of the city, in a back alley, a lone troll wanders around, kicking an empty soup can around as he walks. He just moved here from the outskirts of the city and therefore isn't familiar with anything here yet. He has found a video game store near his communal hivestem, but other than that, he hasn't explored much. He sighs heavily as he kicks the can hard, which bounces off the wall in front of him. The can goes flying back at his face. He raises his hand up in front of him and catches the can with out touching it. He is indeed a psionic. The can continues to float in front of his hand as he stands there, contemplating what he can do next...

Meanwhile, an oliveblooded troll walks down the street as well, glancing around. She had just recently found a new parts store and picked up a few things before turning to head back towards her hive. From nearby, she hears the sound of something hitting a wall and pauses a moment, trying to figure out where the noise came from.

The greenblood drops the can and pulls out his grubphone, checking Troogle Maps to see what ese is around here...

Wha7 else is around here?

He also wonders why the hell he is wandering a back alley. Who knows what shady shit could happen...

The oliveblood comes around the corner to look down an alleyway. At first, she freezes, then blinks a few times, seeing another troll there.

...HELLO?

Varnak turns around to see the other troll and smiles.



Oh! Hey 7here! Wha7's up?

Varnak gets a little nervous at the thought. He's never had anyone watch him make stuff before other than his lusus...

Heh, like ac7ually wa7ch me make a sword or some7hin'?