[ it could have been a fluke, something that tends to happen around here because maybe the other isn't what they want. from the look of him, and how he complains, he's hardly sturdy to be used for labor... and can he even fight? many questions on surge's mind as she yawns in the tree watching over him.
even as fifteen minutes pass by, she thinks of telling him that maybe he isn't the ideal victim until she notes a bit of movement in the distance. squinting, it's the one guy she noticed the other racing against before, but those two people she had seen by herself are nowhere to be found.
"hey kid, i think we got off on the wrong foot. i wanted to praise you on your victory." ]
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even as fifteen minutes pass by, she thinks of telling him that maybe he isn't the ideal victim until she notes a bit of movement in the distance. squinting, it's the one guy she noticed the other racing against before, but those two people she had seen by herself are nowhere to be found.
"hey kid, i think we got off on the wrong foot. i wanted to praise you on your victory." ]