“Armadylspark,” the guy with the dragon mask says. Through the spiky blue mask, past the dragony snout, I see a glitter of very blue, intelligent eyes. He reminds me a little of my friend Bluestar for some reason. The other guy, wearing a Guthix platebody, has spiky white hair and dark eyes.
“You’re almost the same level as me,” Guthix-boy notices. He holds out a hand, which I look at but don’t touch. It has blood on it… “Oh, right. Sorry. Well, I’m Enddragon.” With a grin, he takes the silk cloth Armadyl offers him and wipes his hand.
“I’m Freak,” I say, wondering if a bloodied silk cloth would do the job of unlocking the door. Maybe I’ll just get a new one…Remembering my manners, I nod first at Ava, who is lurking on my left side and then at Tigerstar, who is hovering on my right. “These two are Ava and Tigerstar.”
“A pleasure to meet you, ladies.” Enddragon gives a bow, coming up with a handsome grin. Ava blushes.
Armadyl sighs, and Enddragon explains, “I’ve been in a medieval mood lately.”
“Ah, a chivalrous knight,” Tigerstar sighs happily. “Like Mordred.”
“Mordred,” Armadyl repeats. He holds his hand slightly above his head. “Yea tall? Black hair with streaks of red? Dark eyes?”
Tigerstar nods. Wow. Mordred sounds badah—I mean, cool yet scary at the same time. She asks her next question with such passion that I feel a pang. Of jealousy? No way, José! Maybe a little…
“Do you know where he is?” Her eyes flicker to Enddragon, who shrugs.
“Wasn’t he the guy we saw at the C.A.N. meeting?” he suggests to Armadylspark who has taken up a thinking pose.
Woah. These guys are in C.A.N.? Perhaps noticing my alarmed look, Enddragon assures me, “No worries. I joined as a joke. I don’t know about him though.” He laughs and jabs a finger in Armadyl’s direction, and Armadyl gives him THE look even through that mask of his… Hamlet is such a bad influence on the world; he’s spreading that evil-death-stare look everywhere!
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