WHO: Sindre and Feliks
WHEN: January 15, Morning
WHERE: IN THE STREETS
WHAT: Feliks stalks Sindre. Feliks ambushes Sindre. Then demands he train him to be an awesome dragon slayer, of course!
(*Open: for anyone that wants to be seen as a dragon or be a bystander to this... spectacle*)
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Only to turn back around and continue on his way. Feliks harassed him once a week at work and hand once invaded his apartment; Sindre felt no need to see him at any other time. Especially if he were making less sense than usual.
Part of his brain wondered what the other had meant when he yelled "Train me" as he examined his hands for scrapes. Sindre hoped that he had misheard. Or that the other meant it as, "Train me to stay away from you."
He knew he wasn't that lucky.
Still, he replied with an irritated, "No".
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That was understandable. After all he had just been tackled out of the blue.
Chai shifted his weight from his left leg to his right. Now that he had turned around to see the after-math of the collision, walking away would clearly be rude. However he was unfamiliar with both men. He studied the two men as he debated on the best course of action.
They were both in some sort of discussion. Perhaps it would be wise to intervene, lest it escalate and turn into an argument. Small matters like these could easily be blown up. Chai walked towards the two man with a mission to smooth things over. "Are you both okay อน้า?"
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"What?!" he gasped, "No? But, Hippie you don't understand. You're the only one who can, like, help me and I don't need that much training or anything cause I'm a totally awesome fighter and stuff, but I'm not talking about fighting, like, a bad hair day or something, cause that I can handle and very well too, might I add. No! I'm talking about..."
Someone was talking behind him.
Feliks jumped at the voice of the newcomer and shuffled around in a circle, taking Sindre with him, so that he was now (not very well) hidden from this new person.
"...dragons." he finished, eyeing the person up and down. He seemed familar... but the only imagery going through Feliks' paranoid, and sleep deprived, mind at the moment was himself placed in the middle of a city that was full of dragons... and one hippie.
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At that moment, Sindre realized that Feliks' crazy was indeed contagious. He hadn't protested the existence of dragons; he hadn't even protested knowing how to fight them. He just started off by going along with Feliks. "And there aren't any dragons around. I keep telling you that."
He looked up at the newcomer and rolled his eyes. "Excuse him," he said dryly, "He just suffers from delusions."
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Now the only question was the location of this alleged dragon. He certainly didn't see one around. He blinked in surprise. So apparently one of them was friends with one therefore didn't want to help with kill- Kill? If dragons existed, they needed to be treasured, not hunted down!
Chai was so caught up in his thoughts, he wasn't quite listening to the rest of the conversation. This intervention had suddenly become a mission which was a lot more important than preventing a conflict. He had to save the dragons which meant risking dangers. Was he ready? "Yes. I understand," he spoke to himself.
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