Epic Fail (OPEN)

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Her brow raised to the male below her as he spoke. "I had absolutely nothing planned, because I thought you were a sane person who would keep his clothes on. I misjudged you." She kept her tone teasing, but she was actually partially serious. She had figured he would keep his clothes on, but she should have known. With all of the hints he'd been dropping in the arena, a blind person could have known that he was going to torture her as much as he could and enjoy every single second of it. "I mean, if you want, I can always have Walter sit on you. That's always entertaining. For me anyways." That teasing tone in her voice was back, and she was trying to fight off the grin on her face.

Walter shifted a bit underneath her, and she gave one massive ear a scratch before she shakily stood on his back, taking only a second to let herself panic before she dove into the rapidly cooling waters. She gave a gasp as she resurfaced, brushing her hair out of her face while trying not to shiver. It must be getting dark. There was no other explanation for the waters getting that cold except for the dark. "How long have we fracking been in here?" She murmured to herself. It hadn't seemed that long, an hour at the most, but low and behold, according to the military grade watch on her wrist, it was pushing eight PM. "Well damn." She mused as she simply stood in the water, wrapping her arms around herself to try and at least get a little warm.

[Leon Orcot]

The smirk never left his face as she spoke. It actually seemed to grow a bit wider as she teased him back. "Sorry to disappoint you then, but I enjoy stripping given the right moment. Would you like me to finish?" The teasing tone in his voice was there, but he would finish if she asked. He didn't have anything to hide from the woman in front of him. His grin slipped away as she teased him again. No, having a hellhound sit on him wasn't on his list of thing to do today. However, "I wouldn't mind if you sat on me." He gave her an innocent look before he winked at her.

He watched as she stood and dove off of Walter. He applauded her for her effort. "I'll give that one a solid seven. You were shaky on take off and off form when you landed." Leon watched as she checked the time. He wasn't sure how long they had been in here, but he didn't really care. He kept his body warm with his natural heat, so the water didn't affect him. He watched as she wrapped her arms around herself. Deciding to be a gentleman he walked over to her. Going behind her, he pressed against her, wrapping his arms around her as well. "You look a little cold, perhaps I should help heat things up." Cupping his hand a ways in front of her, he let a flame flicker to life in his palms, growing until it was providing warmth for the two of them.

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Frank barked out a laugh as she shook her head. "No thanks, I think I'll pass on that one." She couldn't help but roll her eyes before she dove into the water. Of course, at his rating, she playfully glared at him. "Okay then. You try jumping off a slippery dog, then tell me how graceful you can be!" It wasn't even that, though. Frankie just wasn't graceful in general. Most girls could walk in a straight line in heels with a book on their head. Frankie could shoot apples out of fourteen hands in a row with a sniper rifle. Different people, different talents, different types of girls.

Okay, this was happening far too often for her liking. When Leon's arms went around her, she had no idea how to react. Her entire body tensed up, even when the warmth flooded over her like a blanket. It wasn't the fact that there was a male close enough to touch her and they weren't fighting, it was the fact that his face was uncomfortably close to her damaged ear. She could live with people staring at her neck or arm, even her leg, but when people got a good look at that ear, she wanted to run and hide. A good chunk of the lobe was gone, and was pretty nasty after being hastily stitched up. It was the one thing the doctors never took the time to fix when she went in for surgery. They left it as it was, which was pretty fracking nasty. "Wouldn't it just be easier for me to hide in my blanket next to the fire pit?" She was finally able to get out the word, trying her hardest to push the uneasiness aside.

[Leon Orcot]

Leon extinguished the flames in his palms before he took them away from around her and waded around to the front of her. He looked at her and sighed. He could tell something was up from the way she tensed up when he hugged her. He crossed his arms and looked deep into her eyes. "Alright, spill it. I felt you tense up when I was warming you up. I didn't see anything strange so it must have been something I did. But let's get you dried off and warmed up first. Comfort will help you talk, it works most of the time anyways." He turned away from her to go back to where he took off his clothing, slowly climbing out of the pool to giver her a show of his body again.

He stood there beside his clothes, before he set his entire body on fire to dry it off. He slowly picked up his clothes and put them all back on. He waited for her beside the water, looking back over to her. He gave her a cheeky grin and put his hands on his hips bending over a bit. "Well come on, unless you just want me to stay the night here."

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Frank released a breath she hadn't known she was holding when he stepped away. She visibly relaxed as she watched him wade to his clothes, literally catch himself on fire, then re-dress. Walter was already on the move, too. He'd paddled his way over to the cliff, leaning down so Frank didn't have to climb up the slippery rocks herself. She couldn't help but give a fond smile to the Hell Hound before she swam over. This time, his head was low enough where it wasn't so difficult to drag herself onto his back. She did have to hold on for dear life when he sat up onto his hind legs. She only had to step off of his head and she was on the cliff top, and she smiled and scratched his ear. "Thanks, boy. Just remember the rules. You go around and no running. I don't need another lecture from Chiron about your mini earthquakes." The beast physically seemed to deflate, but began to paddle to the back entrance of the cave, leaving Frank to glance down at Leon. "Well come on, then, slowpoke." She teased him, trying to get some of her nerve back.

She moved through the cave with ease, knowing every inch of it like the back of her hand. She made it to the main cave in no-time, going straight to work on putting more fire into the pit in the center of the carved out room. She wasn't going to bother changing her clothes, knowing the fire would dry them quickly, but she did grab one of her large blankets from off of the cot, wrapping it around herself before grabbing a bag of one of her only vices. Cheetos. She had an addiction, and she knew it, but it never bothered her. She simply sat at the fire that wasn't going yet, opened her bag, and waited for Leon to join her.

[Leon Orcot]

He watched for a minute as she spoke from the top of the cliff like thing in front of him. He waited for Walter to paddle over to where he was before moving alongside the large dog. He looked up at Walter as they padded to the top of the cliff. "So, what's it like being a hellhound?" Leon smiled up at Walter as he looked down at him. Walter gave a low bark followed by a series of other noises. Leon put a hand on his chin and nodded his head thoughtfully. "That's about what I thought. Frank's been a good partner to you hasn't she?" Walter's tail started to wag rapidly and he gave an excited bark.

Leon laughed and patted him on the side as they arrived in the main cave area. Going over to the unlit fire pit, he waved a hand at it and shot out a fireball that quickly ignited the dry wood and produced a glowing warmth. He sat down to the right of Frank and smiled at her, "Now then, I had a lovely conversation with Walter. So let's see just what's on your mind, eh Frank?" He gave her a pat on the shoulder and waited for her to start speaking.