“Anyway, my recruits are in the training area with the dummies,” I add dryly. I do not need protection! Then again, that monk of Zamorak could prove to be a pest, one that I’m not ready to handle yet. After nodding respectfully to Fireheart, the level eighty-four drags me away and out of the dining hall.
“You might want to start breathing,” I tease him.
“I’m breathing!” he snaps. Apologetically, he adds, “I’ve never felt this way before.”
That must be the oldest line in the book. Which book, I’m not sure.
“She’s magnificent,” whispers Bluestar.
Uh…Fireheart has many noble characteristics (and she doesn’t look half bad either), but I don’t think anyone (who’s not infatuated) would ever describe her as “magnificent.” I presume he’s got it real bad.
“You have a crush on her,” I giggle. Yup, I’m being very mature.
“A little one.”
“A humongous one!” One that doesn’t fade away with time…
“She didn't seem very impressed by me.”
Meaning she didn't become a giggling mess like that warrior woman from before. Sympathetically, I pat his shoulder. “You’re a charismatic guy. She might fall for you if you tell her how you feel first.”
Bluestar glares at me. “I don’t think so.” Ah, when he glares, he looks just like his father. How disconcerting.
“Then she’ll never look your way properly,” I reply.
“Shut it, Freak.”
“I didn't know you could be such a meanie!”
“Meanie!” he howls. “You haven’t seen how mean I can be.”
“I never will,” I retort. “You’re supposed to protect me.”
After bantering all the way back to the others, we explain that Fireheart will be here in a couple of minutes.
“Oo, so you both are going on a quest!” Aurora says with an adoring look for Bluestar. He must be used to women drooling over him.
“Yes, Aurora, a quest.” Most dramatically, we leave the training area and pass Fireheart, who gives us an anxious smile. I smile back reassuringly. Bluestar blushes. I push the high level along.
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