The Simulation [Inactive]

Atlas turned around ready to tell Rakia that he didn't need a baby sitter, his breaths long and deep. But when she became caught up with Droid he merely turned bac karound and began walking once more, without any word.
 
"Ooh boy, he's in trouble." said Archer as he watched Rakia and Droid.


Honestly, he too was annoyed (Well, Rakia looked like she was pissed off).
 
Rakia caught the ground with her feet firmly planted, following through the strike at his back when the first missed, she was ready to pop a vein. "The lack of consent! And my name s-should be first!" She snapped.
 
"Whoa!" Archon shouted as he ran to Rakia grabbing the arm that held her sword. "Easy, easy"


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Droid was instantly behind Rakia. "Would you prefer Raker then? But in my opinion, Arckia sounds better. Three letters from Archer's name, and three letters from your name." he said.
 
Rakia grinned, blessing her flexibility and popped her shoulder out of his joint, twisting herself all the way around and tripping Archon. (Yes this is a thing.) She swung a kick at Droid, leaving no breathing room. "We aren't a couple!"
 
Droid used his metallic hand to grab Rakia's foot. "I vote for you two to be one then." he said.


(Lol, Droid is being annoying, isn't he?)
 
Atlas was out of range from the others, but could still hear the faint sound of Rakias yells. His chest felt as though a weight was glued to it and at a moment collapsed against the tree, his sight odd and his mind felt like a hot fog was burning it. Once again he heard the sound of Rakia screaming about her dislike for Droids shipping title. And a small smile played on his lips.
 
Archer stopped himself from trying out his glowing bow.


Droid might explode or something and that would be really bad.
 
(In a cute and oblivious way. Gotta love droid.)


Rakia struggled to remove herself, finally taking a sharp intake of breath. Her chest fluttered and no air or relief could be felt. It felt irregular, and she went lax, dropping her weapon and feeling the tightness. Instead of attacking him, she instinctually grabbed onto Droid.
 
Rakia gave Archon a deflated glare and her grip on Droid slipped. She slid down, feebly attempting to hold onto him, heart beating fast and ineffectively. She gasped and attempted to tell Archon to shut up, but nothing but raspy breathing came. She figured this was her limit for the day anyways. If anything, it was shocking and encouraging how far she managed to go that day.
 
"Relax" Archon said as he places a hand on her shoulder. "Just take it easy, you look beat"


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Archer ran to Rakia's side. "Rakia? You okay?" he asked as he shook her shoulders.


(Oh come on Drilloid. -.- You're winning! I won't let you!)
 
Droid never had human contact since he was busy with his forced jobs. But now, he didn't know what was happening to Rakia. He tried to remember this moment where Archer *tries* to save the damsel in distress.


(LOL, damsel in distress.)
 
Rakia swallowed and looked up at the two, mind foggy from the lack of oxygen. She nodded, then let her body go limp,laying down. The beating calmed itself. "..blame droid." She managed to joke, half smiling at Archer. "Avenge me..." She said, melodramatically to lighten the mood as she could.


(Rakia is regretting refilling you.)
 
"Anyone mind explaining all of this?" Archon queried scratching his head.


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Archer's glowing bow turned to metal. "So this is what it does..." he murmured then grinned.


He swung his bow on Droid's feet.
 
Rakia laughed from her spot on the ground, lacking the will to do anything more. She looked at Archon. "Private issue. I wont be an inconvenience.. alright?"
 
Archer stood up and held his hand out for Rakia to take.


"I think you should stay away from Droid for a while." he said.
 
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