When Daggers Collide :: Kyoni & Lindsey

Even Sara laughed a little bit, it was fairly funny. She had information on everything he did, where and what he might be doing, but there wasnt a single name in the file. " Well my people like to come up with nicknames for targets, rather than be formal about things." She grinned, " You were known as The Player. Not really creative i know, they came up with it, not me." She said.

" Well Hayden, my name is Saranade, but you can call me Sara." She said looking back at him, giving him a little wink.

Well now that Haydn knew exactly the name of the woman who tried to kill him, he decided to push gently on Sara's shoulder. "Really. They couldn't think of anything better?" Haydn stepped closer to the edge of the boat and waved his right arm across the sky "Why not something more....me. Like the Gambler of Legends or the Joker." Now he was just getting full of himself.

Sara laughed as he gently nudged her, she then listened to him and grinned. Saranade just walked closer to him and snorted, " Oh please you actually have to be good to get those titles, " she said, and right after that she walked up to him and bumped him with her hip, attempting to push him into the water.

She laughed and pretended she was innocent, acting like she didnt have anything to do with that.

Haydn laughed as she said that he has to be good to get the names when suddenly he was bumped. He wobbled at the edge of the boat before collapsing into the water. He came up onto the surface and wiped his face. He looked at Sara and laughed some more. "You suck woman. Get me out of this water. Its freakin freezing."

Sara watched him come up for air from the water, she grinned at him and shook her head," now if i did everything for you how do you expect to get stronger?" she said with a grin," better start swimming!" she said as she kept the boat going.

Haydn sighed at the water and started swimming freestyle all the way to the boat. He was only slightly faster so it took a while to catch up. He kept swimming even though his body just wanted to stop and float on the water. He stopped for a second and let the boat get away. He felt his pockets with one hand and noticed he still had his cards. Haydn started to sprint in the water towards the boat and launched himself up into the air. It was quite comedic, like something fro ma cartoon.

He landed on the boat and pulled his cards out of his pocket and studied them for damage. Lucky enough they were metal so they didn't get totally ruined. Just minor water damage that washed off the paint and the paper that covered the razor metal. "You suck. Really" He didn't even mind being soaked the way he was.

Sara watched as he swam towards the boat, he was a little faster so catching up wasnt too hard, he lept out from the water, landing on the boat and Sara just chuckled, untill she saw his cards. She frowned a bit, " I am sorry, i didnt mean to ruin your cards." She said. She used her Dark Bending, alot like how Haydn did to bring some of the cards over to her. She examined them, scowled and eventually gave them back, " I apologize." She said, then looking straight forward. They would arrive soon enough.

Haydn sneezed. He wiped his nose with his bare arm and looked back at Sara. "You are lucky that I know how to make more paint and such." His nose started running and his eyes were kind of red. If he didn't know better, he would have probably caught a cold from the freezing water. He sneezed again. This time he didn't wipe his face.

Looking back at Haydn, Sara felt bad. Not only did she ruin his cards, but she gave the poor man a cold. He was soaked down to the bone. Saranade looked down and on her boat, tucked underneath a seat, was a box. She opened it and found a huge folded wool blanket, along with some other supplies.

She pulled it out and handed it to Haydn, " You are soaked, go ahead and take off your wet pants and wrap this around you." She said, she wasnt trying to sound weird but he really did need to take off his wet things or he will get even worse than he is now.

" And for pete's sake! Wipe your nose!" She said with a slight giggle at the end.

Haydn sneezed and wiped his nose. "Wow, if you really want me to take my pants off you could just ask." He grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around his waist while he unfastened his belt. His pants fell to the ground dripping wet followed by his boxers. Now his only layer of clothes was the blanket. "Happy?"