{Breed War Games 2015} Challenge Accepted

Mira Nicholas-Archer

*After my session at the gun range, I decide to take a quick detour through the training center before returning to my quarters. Once inside, I spot Nathan immediately.* Shouldn't you be with your mate? *smirking, I walk over to the bench where he was pressing some astronomical weight*

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  Nathan Bishop -I drop the bar back in place and sit up. Grabbing a towel, I wipe the sweat from my face and neck. I look at Mira and shrug- She's doing something with Carys tonight. -I start to say something else when Aric pushes open the gym doors. He catches sight of us and walks over, dropping his bag on the floor- Hey, Aric. How goes it?

  
  
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  Aric Chase Nathan. Mira.*He nods to them both as he drops his bag and joins them.* Mira, didn't think I'd see you down here. You know, actually breaking a sweat. Planning on working out with the big boys, Mouse?

  
  
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  Mira Nicholas-Archer *I roll my eyes, this was nothing I hadn't heard before. Breeds were notoriously cocky AND sexist* I could run circles around you, daywalker. *I itch the side of my face with my middle finger*

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -I listen to the two of them banter back and forth as I move around the bench and add more weights to the bar. Laying back down, I grab the bar and lift up, straining a little with the extra weight. I do 10 reps before dropping it back down again. I sit up and look over at Mira and Aric, still dropping insults- Are you two going to continue to flap your jaws or are you going to work out? Mira? Let's see you run circles around Aric. That should be fun to watch..

  
  
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  Aric Chase *he looks at Nathan* Pfft. Hey Hulk, shouldn't you be doing your anger management exercises or something like that? *He looks back at Mira* You could try, Mouse. But then, I would hate to have to take down Kellan for standing up for your honor after you run home crying when you lose.

  
  
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  Mira Nicholas-Archer *yawning* Is that really all you got? Jeez, you're going soft, Aric. *pats his back* Did you idiots actually think I would challenge you to a contest of strength? *laughing sarcastically* Man, Nathan...maybe you should be spending a little more time on the ol' brain smarts over brute strength *make quote marks with my fingers* smarts. *my laughter sobers up slightly* What I can run circles around, young Aric, is tactical strength. Guns, knives, bombs, you know...actual warrior shit.

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -Rolls my eyes at her- Seriously, Mouse? You can't compete with my brawn or brains, so don't even try. -I stand up and walk over to her, patting the top of her head- but we love you anyway, little squirt. -Looks over at Aric- As for you, Sunshine, you haven't seen angry yet, but I can give you a taste if you really want it..

  
  
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  Aric Chase *he shakes his head* Gotta remember to kill Eli for that. *He looks atNathan patting Mira on the head and laughs at the fuming female warrior.* Dude, careful. She has blades in her hand.

  
  
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  Mira Nicholas-Archer *Narrowing my eyes at Nathan. I could practically feel smoke coming out of my ears and daggers shooting out of my eyes at both of their words* If you're so confident, why don't you prove it. My team versus your team. Knives, guns, hand to hand and *smirking* explosives. Winner has bragging rights.

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -Tossing my towel into the hamper, I chuckle- Those are mighty big words, Mira. Challenging my team against yours? I don't think your up for that. -I look over at Aric and I see that gleam of challenge in his eyes and I roll mine-

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  Aric Chase *Mira issues the challenge and his jaw drops. What the hell? A square off between the two teams? With bragging rights? Oh. Hell. Yeah. He bounced on his toes and waited for Nathan to respond. When Nathan looks his way he grins wide and Nathan rolls his eyes.* Dude, cccoooommmmeeeee oooonnnnn. It's bragging rights! Imagine how fuckin chill it will be to wipe the floor with their asses. How about this, Little Miss Confidence, the losers have to clean the training room. Top to bottom. *He looks around the room, the dirty towels laying around, the used tape on the floor by the trash barrels, the empty water bottles. He thought of the mock battles waged on the mats, the blood and sweat (and in Mira's case, the tears).* Deal?

  
  
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  Mira Nicholas-Archer *Rolling my eyes* Fine. Winner gets bragging rights and loser has to clean this hot mess. BUT. *folding my arms across my chest and looking at them both in the eye with no fear whatsoever* There will be judges..., I hate to break it to you, but I do not trust any of you to not be a bunch of damn cheaters. Lucan and Tegan or no challenge.
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  Nathan Bishop -Listening to the two of them, I narrow my eyes on Mira- You're on, Mouse!

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop ~~~ TO BE CONTINUED ~~~