Guarded

[***Stormchaser***]

"I can agree with that." She nodded.

"I guess not." He answered.

[~Amber~]

"Guess destroying the balloons it therapy "

She looked up at him "so are you both related or is she a friend...or girlfriend perhaps?"

[***Stormchaser***]

"My kind of therapy." She grinned.

"Basically my sister. We aren't related but we grew up together." He answered.

[~Amber~]

He filled them and handed her tracks so they could stick them up


"So you grew up doing this?" She asked walking across a downed log "what was that like?"

[***Stormchaser***]

She put some up that she was filling.

"I'm not sure how to compare it to normal growing up. We learned many languages and cultures as well as fighting."

(Back to work, I get off at 6)

[~Amber~]

"So why are you into painting?"

She hopped off the log "have you every done something like uhmm how should I put this...bloody?"

[***Stormchaser***]

"I don't know, I kind of always liked art, though my favorite is pastels, but paint is a lot of fun too."

"Do you really want to know the answer to that?"

[~Amber~]

"I have a lot of pastels you can use if you want to"

She thought about it "yeah kinda"

[***Stormchaser***]

"That's okay, I have plenty."

"Then yes." He answered.

[~Amber~]

"Well your free to use this room as your like as I'm usually in here anyways"

"Oh, well I accidentally killed a squirrel once"

[***Stormchaser***]

"Alright." She nodded while tacking up the last of the balloons.

"That's sad."

[~Amber~]

He handed her darts "you first"

"Yeah, but I havent done much else....kind of boring life "

[***Stormchaser***]

"Okay." She threw the dart, hitting a yellow balloon hard enough to make it basically explode.

[~Amber~]

Some hit him in the face and he chuckled tossing one at a blue balloon

[***Stormchaser***]

She grinned and got hit by some of the blue as it shot out through a hole.