Want to end this, then? I think it's a good thread for the foundation of their awesomeness... And I want to get to this new thread already! =p Maybe next post Haven can call Robin for a reason or another and they can part ways? 770 words)
Even if the words were going unsaid, Liam was still seeing all of the emotions as they passed through those pools of blue that were his best friend's eyes. He occasionally glanced at the patchwork Aatte and saw all of the thoughts that were going through her mind as though he had known her his entire life and not just a mere month. Her thoughts were going full speed ahead, dancing around the idea of his sensitiveness. Liam wondered how hard and how soft Robin truly was – he knew still didn't know her well enough to deduct that but one day he would figure it out. Realizing he had been looking at her for more than a few seconds, the brown-pelted Courtier glanced away in a bit of a haste, trying to seem indifferent and neutral. Yes he was embarrassed, perhaps, but surely he would never be upset at anything she said – no matter how blunt or how mean. He knew she was a good and honest creature who would never purposefully hurt him. Even if they hadn't known each other all that long, Liam knew that already and he prided himself in knowing he had such a good friend who wouldn't lie to him just to spare his feelings. The last thing he wanted was to be played like a fool – that was even worse than the short-lived hurt that came after the blunt truth. She agreed that being too hard wouldn't be good and Liam smiled to himself slightly. He shifted his weight from one leg to the next and sneaked yet another glance in Robin's direction.
As the vampires stood there, threatening, ready to harm, Liam wondered for a moment how this war would turn out. He was no longer thinking about the fact that it was a game. In his mind it was far from that. He wasn't even thinking about the fact that he could control these vampires – that they were all in his head. To the brown-pelted male, this was real. It was as real as war had ever been for him. When his first attempts at fighting the vampires failed and their injuries merely healed themselves up, Liam tried with the two-headed horses. He stabbed the leader's horse in the chest and a large squeal of terror and pain escaped the horse's two mouths. The leader of the vampires was angry. Really angry. Liam felt a large lump in his throat. It only took a second for the leader to grab Liam by the throat however and the brown-pelted Chevalier was suddenly stuck between a rock and a hard place – or, in this case, between a massive hand that was cutting his breath short. He was unable to get free! He stared at the vampire, menacing eyes staring into Liam's bi-colored ones. The vampire was daring Liam to make another move... But then Robin's words pierced his brain and a light seemed to suddenly flicker through all of the fog.
A sharp piece of wood. Unlike his friend, Liam didn't think about his sword and how it could change into anything he wanted it to be. Instead he glanced from the beasts' hearts to his surroundings. He wobbled slightly atop the lopsided tree trunk and then his bi-colored eyes landed on a pointy branch sticking out from the trunk a few feet from where he was standing. He picked the perfect time when the leader was least expecting it before giving a hard shove. Being so massive, Liam managed to get free from the leader's grasp and tried to edge closer to the branch but lost his balance and fell to the ground. “The vampire pushed me off!” he said loudly as he swiped his sword at the air in front of him and got back onto his feet. He tried again, hopping onto the tree trunk and grabbing the branch that was still stuck to the tree. He balanced himself out before attempting to break it away from the tree. It took him two attempts but he did prove to be successful and smiled triumphantly. “I got it!” he said and then swiped the newly acquired branch towards the vampire that was closest to him. Suddenly the evil creature vanished in a puff of dark smoke and Liam stabbed the next one, a grin on his face when the same thing happened once again. “I got them! Do you need help?” he asked as he hopped off the trunk and took a step forward in Robin's direction, his eyes locked on the remaining vampires.
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