*It had been a hellishly long night out on Patrol and damn if I wasn't feeling it. Aric,
on the other hand, seemed fresher than a daisy, even though we'd both
been out and dealt with the same shit. I choked on a growl as I pulled
the car into the garage and parked it. Aric and I both got out and
headed in to the compound* What the hell was with those rogues tonight?
Is it just me or did they seem more...... well, more?
Aric Chase *He couldn't help but grin at Rafe
as his frowned deepened* I don't know bro, he almost had you for a
second there. Are you getting old for this game? Do we need to set you
up behind a desk somewhere like they did to our parents? Uncle Dante and
my old man never see any action anymore. Is that what we need to do
with you bro? * He grinned wider as Rafe turned on him with a lethal
snarl*
Rafe Malebranche *My
snarl turned into a deep growl as I slammed Aric against the elevator
wall* Getting old am I? You wanna take on 6 rogues next time while I
take on the 3 you had to deal with? *I pulled back as the elevator got
us to the right floor. The last thing I needed was for either of our
mothers to see me so pissed. I'd have been in for it then. I barely held
my anger in check as we headed out of the elevator*
Aric Chase *he
chuckled again* yeah yeah, you da man.* their boots echoed cadence down
the long empty hallway. His mind spun as they walked shoulder to
shoulder. Rafe was his best friend. The one who had been there for him literally since the day he had been born.
He couldn't remember one moment in his memories that didn't include
Rafe. He could feel the turmoil rolling off his best friend. The
adrenaline was still thick in his blood as well. He wasn't about to
leave Rafe alone in the condition he was in. Not now.* Yo, bro. I'm
definitely still pumped from that last little skirmish *he snorts* I
think I'm going to head to the training room, want to keep me company?
Rafe Malebranche *I
nodded, still too jacked up to form any kind of coherent conversation. A
full on fight with that many rogues usually didn't have this effect on
me. As frustrated as I was, I was glad Aric was with me. He knew me better than anyone, probably even my parents
and he was the only one who really got what I was going through. We got
to the training room and headed into the locker room to change into
sweats* I swear...... those damned rogues need to stay down.
Aric Chase *they shuffled down the hall, every once in a while he would pop off some crack and give Rafe
a shove. By the time they walked through the doors the amber was gone
from his eyes and the frown had subsided.* that one was really crazy.
You had to drop him three times. He just
would not give up! I was about to jump in but you finally finished off
the other one so I figured I'd enjoy the show, maybe learn something.
*he laughed and clapped Rafe on the shoulders* So, I ordered these a
while back but they just came in finally. * he pulls out his newest
acquisition. Holding it over his head he throws back his head and roars,
picturing a vision of himself in his head, before grinning at his
partner* what do you think bro, ready to go a few rounds against me?
Rafe Malebranche *I raised an eyebrow at Aric
and laughed, feeling a bit more relaxed.* Damn Bro.... You really
didn't just go there. *I picked one up and spun it around, getting a
feel for it's weight and balance. Then, just as Aric was getting into
his stance, I swung my staff over my head and aimed it at him, just to
see what his reaction would be*
Aric Chase *he
was mid chuckle when he heard the swing. He didn't think, he just
ducked* Oh, like that, is it? Ok Lil Italy, it's on. Like donkey kong! *
he grinned and circled, getting in a few hits here and there as well as
taking a few.* Bring it, Bitch! *he burst out laughing right as Rafe swept his feet from under him* Oooffff
Rafe Malebranche *I chuckled and took a step back* Lil Italy eh? *I circled around as Aric
got back on his feet* Well Harvard Jr., let's see what you're made of!
*We exchanged a few more hits, Aric landing a few lucky shots. It's a
good thing we were both Breed and could take the force of the hits.*
Getting lucky there HJ....
Aric Chase *He
snorts, breathing heavily* yeah yeah. It's all skill, bro. Nothing but
pure skill. * he touched his finger to his tongue then to his chest,
making a sizzling sound.* you know you want to be just like me. * with a
grin he swung quickly and dove to land beside Rafe
who now lay on his back* Oh yeah. * he taps Rafe on his stomach with
the pole before gaining his feet to begin again* Need some help up?
Rafe Malebranche *I
lay there for a second, feeling just a little stunned by having the
wind knocked out of me, then chuckled as I stood* Sheer luck......
That's all you got Bro!!! *We took a few last swings at each other
before putting the staffs away. I hadn't realized how much I needed to
just relax and laugh. I nudged Aric
as we headed towards the showers* Thanks Bro. *Aric and I grinned at
each other, knowing nothing else needed to be said. We both showered
quickly, getting dressed with the same speed and heading out towards our
quarters*
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