A Nightmare in the Making? (Hunter/Open)

[Eva Fortescue]

Wearing her usual attire, which consisted of a black form fitting suit and black heels, Eva walked down the hallways of the school. It was odd for her to be in a school setting, since she had never attended a public school in her life. Rather she was home schooled while at the same time being an annual member of the Seran mafia. Things here were interesting.

For once, Eva wasn’t listening to her Bluetooth earpiece that always resided in her left ear. This pleased her greatly, for it meant that things back home were running smootly. Even though she was pleased, it sure didn’t look like it. Eva looked like she meant business…because half the time that’s how things were for her, business.

Turning a corner, she walked into what appeared to be the cafeteria. Eyeing the other students in here peculiarly, she turned to step out when something caught her attention. Something along the lines of someone calling out the words ‘food fight!’ For a split second, she made eye contact with the gentlemen that had announced the declaration of war. His arm raised and threw a bowl of spaghetti at her.

On instinct, Eva hit the end of an empty food tray with her elbow. This caused the thing to fly up in front of her, where she would then catch it in mid air with her other hand and hold it up to block the messy blob of spaghetti that would have ruined her expensive suit. It was silent. Moving the tray down, she glared daggers at the young man.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, was it?”

[Hunter Armitage]

[OOC; Lame? Pah! There is no such thing as a lame thread. =D]

When it came to business, Hunter was always the man to see, especially when it came down to the dirty work.. No, not the crap that janitor's do. No, no.. I mean, the rough stuff. Cyberjacking, Decking, you name it, Hunter's done it. He's gotten enough from stealing for whatever reason, it was the whole punctuation of his being right at the moment.

But for the time being.. He would have to attend school. Like those stupid government officials just stated. However, just because he had to attend school..

.. Didn't mean he liked it.

Lunchtime, the time of when normal kids would get together with their comrades or people that they knew and eat together in what would seem to be unbeknownst bliss at the small tables that they were seated at.. However..

One remained by himself.

Sure, he wasn't around the school long, but this.. This wasn't exactly the best person to befriend..

Nobody wants to make friends with a Mercenary.

The cafeteria was buzzing with people, as suddenly two words were shot out into the air.

"Food Fight!"

A student proceeded to stand up promptly, by himself as he might've added, and threw his bowl of spaghetti at this well dressed, but mean looking girl. Hunter proceeded to watch from his position as she swiftly locked against him.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, was it?”

Hunter smirked, before standing up and approaching the only standing pair in the group.

"I don't think that was very nice at all either, drekhead."

The scruffy young man approached the girl's side first, his wearing that tattered overcoat which was green, a heavy dark green. His spiked, red, streaked hair followed him. Before stopping to size up the young lady, and then looking at the young man.

...

.. Before promptly punching him square in the face, knocking him out.

Hunter liked to do that sort of thing.. It was.. Being spontanious.

"He obviously doesn't know how to treat someone of your.. Stature, chummer.."

He then proceeded to pick up a fresh bowl of mashed potatos.. And quickly flung it at her suit.

".. You're supposed to hit the target."

...

A smile.

...

He's Never gonna get a girl, is he?

.. sigh..

[Eva Fortescue]

Eva looked at the boy who had just approached her. She didn’t ask for his acquaintance, nor did she really need it, but there were strength in numbers. As measly as their numbers were, two was always better than one in some situations. Giving him a small look over, Eva nodded at him and continued to stare at the spaghetti boy. Adjusting the tray in her hands, she was going to throw it at him in such a fashion that it would gag him.

To her dismay, the spikey haired boy beat her to it. She watched as he gave the other boy a powerful deck to the face. Well, that was the end of him. Dropping the tray casually on the ground, she stepped over the spaghetti that surrounded her feet and was about to leave the cafeteria when her ‘saviour’ spoke.

“No, I suppose not---”

Mashed potatoes were thrown at her. Momentarily she was too shocked to do anything. Exhaling softly, she moved her gaze from her ruined suit to the red head that was responsible. She had a look on her face that said he wasn’t going to get away with his deeds unscathed.

“Yes, that’s probably the best way to play such games,” she said, making it look like she was leaving the cafeteria. Really, she had her sight on a bowl of Kraft Dinner with whops of oozing ketchup on it. Using all of her speed, she pick up the bowl, and dumped it on his head.

“You look lovely,” she said with a smug smile. The whole cafeteria roared and the fight began.

[Hunter Armitage]

“No, I suppose not---”

Ah, it was fun to put people into the position where they're suddenly speechless with pressure, Hunter had a smug smile on his face initially, but the feeling.. It was just sublime. He was practically grinning from ear to ear in his minds eye as he watched those mashed potatoes slide down that uniform she had on. She just seemed a little..

.. Too uptight.

“Yes, that’s probably the best way to play such games.”

Her look towards him had change, but it was devious in itself. But that didn't scare Hunter, as he continued to shoot back her exact look. He watched as she looked like she was walking away..

Was she really leaving already? Damn, she was more uptight then he thought.

Wait--

*Splat*

A bowl of moist, cheesy Kraft Dinner was then promptly placed upon his head, as he felt the ketchup drip down from the bowl over his face. He had a look of pure unadulterated annoyance as he stared right into her face. People then suddenly began flinging food everywhere!

“You look lovely.”

.. Maybe she wasn't as uptight as he thought. Shaking the bowl off his head, a few bits of pasta and ketchup lingered on his hair. But that look of annoyance, it.. Changed.

He smiled, as he began to laugh. Eyeing about as he looked over at the table before him snatching a pair of ketchup and mustard bottles as muffins, noodles, and other edible foods flew overhead.

Even, Jello, as some landed on Hunter's coat, but he ignored it, as he had his red pupils set on this one.

"Is that right?! Well, you're pretty cute looking yourself, chummer.."

He aimed the mustard and ketchup at her upper body.

".. But I think a little color could go with that stiff suit of yours!"

He applied pressure to the bottles, letting out giant streams of ketchup and mustard hurling at her. If she would attempt to run, Hunter would give chase.. He wasn't going to let this one get away.

[Eva Fortescue]

A sly grin spread across her full lips. Now they were even. She loved getting even, it gave her a sense of joy that she couldn’t come across with anything else. She figured after she finished doing that it was time for her to leave, but apparently the boy had other ideas. He was eyeing her, as she was him. He was laughing and appeared to be having fun, whereas Eva had an amused look on her face.

Then he grabbed a bottle of ketchup and mustard.

Eva’s eyes widened, not out of fear, but our of discontent at getting her suit stained with condiments. She made a dash to her right, to try to avoid the boy’s stream of red and yellow, but she didn’t get too far. Eva had slipped on pile of a slippery liquid that looked a lot like milk. She managed to regain her footing, but when she looked at her suit again mustard and ketchup adorned it.

“Fuck, mustard stains,” she said, with a small pout. It was funny how he just circled her breasts with red and yellow, making look like a very lousy make-shift bikini top. She looked over to the boy and raised an eyebrow, grinning. “Nice aim.”

From where she was standing, she jumped onto the cafeteria table and began hopping from one to the other. While she did this, she tried her best to avoid all the other food items that were flying above her head. She even got hit a few times, but she wanted something to get that guy back. Coming to a stop, she grabbed the pitcher of iced tea and began to sneak her way back to the boy. Hopefully he was distracted by the other people.

Once she got close to him again, she dumped the pitcher of, ice cold iced tea onto his lap.

“That can’t feel good.”

[Hunter Armitage]

This didn't seem like much like a food fight anymore, especially as the pair traded looks as if it was just one blow after another, like a chess match. Only, less leather, and obviously.. More than it seemed. Especially now that Hunter had just played his turn, with the ketchup and the mustard. However, just as soon as he'd finished applying his little "tattoo" upon her chest, he was out of ammo as soon as he thought.

“Fuck, mustard stains."

Hunter laughed. She deserved that one as ketchup continued to run down the front of his hair and drip down to the floor.

"There, I think that looks a lot more colorful for you!"

But even so, she looked up at him from there, even after observing the bit of 'artwork' if you will that he had applied to her upper body. But it was not one of a condescending look, no.. He could see that grin.

“Nice aim.”

He chuckled, making another cheeky remark.

"Now, how could I miss something like that?"

However, in the blink of an eye, she took off to hop on the table to get away, Hunter would proceed to follow her on foot, but bumping into another student would get into his way as he'd push against the student, throwing him into a pile of tables as a few more flying food articles piled over Hunter's head. He ducked under a few as he looked around for that girl..

He threw down his condiment bottles as they were empty now as he continued to look over and around for her, as he stood near a few other tables, with a serving table nearby.

Now.. Where was she?..

He then spotted her, noticing that yellow and red covering her top as he saw her coming at him with a pitcher of some sort.

But by then it was too late.

*SPLAAAASH*

An ice cold feeling suddenly numbed at Hunter's legs, as he staggered backwards. Obviously having something cold hitting your thighs and legs, and more importantly that stuff was going to sting a bit. His eyes grazed her as he stepped backwards.

".. Below the belt!.. Obviously I was wrong.. You do like to play dirty.." He seethed as he stood up, recovering from it.

He looked down at the mess.

"Great!.. Now you just made me all wet!.. What are people gonna think?.."

Ah, but quick thinking would come to his attention, as he would place his hand against the counter of the cafeteria line to come upon something soft..

A large tray of Whipped Cream, and his hand was right in it!

He grinned as he glanced at it quickly picking it up by suprise and running at the girl with it in hand, hopefully this would catch her off guard..

But Hunter was smart.

He knew, that if the girl would dodge the tray being now thrown at her, he covered his hands in whipped cream before hand, and with the momentum of him still running.. He was going to get some handprints on that face!!.. Or at least.. Somewhere upon her head.

He'd aim for her face either way. Weather it was the large flying amount of whipped cream..

Or his hands.

"I think this'll make you look cuter than you already are!"

[Eva Fortescue]

Did she liked to play dirty? Eva hadn’t really thought about her actions before, but now that they had her attention, she guessed she really did fight dirty. It was humorous at the most, so why not continue? That she did, by splashing the boy with chilled iced tea. She watched as he staggered backward, a funny look on his face. They were making eye contact now, her hazel ones looking at his red ones. Eva was on the verge of laughing.

“People are people. Hopefully they’ll think you pissed yourself.”

She let out a small giggle then. It was a rare thing for her to do, but she wasn’t exactly paying attention to her behaviour at the moment. To be more honest, she wasn’t paying attention to anything but him. A very odd thing for her to do, but this was about getting even and she vowed to get the last laugh.

Time to stay ahead….or not. Her eyes left his as she found herself distracted by other students. A laughing boy was running straight for her, heavily armed with food. He was stupid enough to make a full on charge, all she had to do was stick her foot out and trip him. Done with that threat….

….but not with her new one!

Eva just barely….barely missed a tray full of whipped cream. Sadly, when she turned around to look at him again, his hand was right in her face. Instinctively, like most girls, she opened her mouth to let out a scream, her eyes closed. When she opened them again a moment later, she was making direct eye contact with him, one of his fingers full of whipped cream was in her mouth.

How weird was that. It was like he romantically fed her whipped cream and she was passionately licking it off his finger. Eva’s face went from one of pure innocent shock to more of a strange shock. But now…now she had his finger and she could bite down at any moment. Her teeth pressed down on it.

Fighting dirty? Sure seemed like it.

[Hunter Armitage]

“People are people. Hopefully they’ll think you pissed yourself.”

She'd be lucky if that's what they just thought initially, espcially after the way these two were fighting in the cafeteria on thier own. But this wasn't going to get Hunter down, he wasn't going to back down from someone so stubborn as he was, no sir! That was just the tip of the iceberg when it came down to it! He wanted to get what he wanted from this girl..

What was that exactly?

Who knows? All Hunter knew was that he wanted her for something at the moment. Just getting back at her for now was enough.

He stopped inches in front of her, as he'd planned, since the tray had missed her.. But something was amiss, he went from a sudden victorious smile, to a look of surprise. As he stared into her eyes, he then proceeded to look down at where his hand was..

And there was his ring finger, stuck right in between her lips. He could feel the inside of her mouth and her tongue as she felt it tasting upon his finger.

Well, now..

...

.. 100 points?

His eyes went right back to stare at hers, his finger now a prisoner to her mouth, as he grinned slightly. Although, he was worried about it.. But He wouldn't show it. That smirk was already devising a plan.

.. That is, until he felt her teeth press down upon his finger, that's when he took action.

He moved his free hand up, still covered in whipped cream to her chin, as he held it gently, to prevent her from biting down fully.

"Hey!.. Hey!.. Easy!.. That's all fine and dandy if I'm finger lickin' good, but I need it!"

He held her chin in a firm grip, as he glanced down from her eyes to her mouth again.

"I'm not yours to eat just yet, you know!"

Even as more food continued to fly about the room. Provided.. There was one student that actually had good aim, throwing his chocolate pudding across the room.. As it came ever closer..

Hitting Hunter in the side of the head, as the pudding smeared down the side of his face.. Lucky shot.

But he didn't take his eyes from the girl's. Why..

That would be rude for such a dirty fighter.

He chuckled at her, even as he felt the pudding slide down his face.

[Eva Fortescue]

Such a bizarre thing for Eva to be having such…odd fun. She couldn’t even remember the last time she even laughed so carelessly like this. That was lie, the only time she was ever like this was with Gabriel. Now this absolute stranger had saw such a rare side of her. What a special boy. After sucking the whipped cream off his finger, she held it there with her teeth.

There was a huge grin on her face as well. It was almost devilishly playful.

Before she knew it, his free had was on her face, keeping her from biting down any harder. Eva wasn’t planning on doing so, nor was she planning to keep his finger in her mouth any longer than she had to. She just wanted to give him a little scare, which to her dismay was not working.

*Wham*

Out of now where a pudding cup came flying through the air and hit the boy in the face. Eva had to try her hardest to keep her laughter in or else she’d lost the grip she had on his finger. The thing was, both his hands were occupied. She still had one free hand.

Holding up her free hand, she waved at him mockingly. Then she would reach out to his own face and stick her fingers in the glob of pudding that was on his face. Her hand slid all over his face, spreading the chocolate pudding as she went. She made sure to avoid getting any in his eyes. That was so nice of her.

It was also very nice of her to let go of his finger. Eva laughed freely as she took a few steps back to admire her handiwork. The food fight was dying down, so she could stare at him in peace.

“Even more beautiful then before!”

[Hunter Armitage]

It seemed that the fun was still showing, as even though the Food War was beginning to die down a bit, there was not mistake that some people would be aiming for stragglers that would be trying to get away to clean themselves off. And since they were at school.. It would suck to be them, especially during class of any sort, or to even to be walking down the hallways.

Hunter and this girl were especially dirty though, all dressed in ketchup, mustard, jello, iced tea, whipped cream, and even pudding.

Now, at this point and time, he could feel his finger twitching inside of her mouth as she sucked the whipped cream from it. It was certainly an odd feeling, nothing that he'd ever felt before, but the feeling of those teeth chomping down on his finger wasn't too up there, but hey. Beggars can't be choosers.

And even then.. The pudding continued to drip down his face.

But, he watched as her hand would come up, and wave to him. That's when he realized he didn't have a hand to operate with! Stupid move, Hunter.. But still, he had his hand of whipped cream attached to her chin, some of it still on her face.

And then, he felt her hand graciously smearing chocolate pudding over his face, as he just stood there, his eyes following her arm carefully so she didn't pull any surprises, but he'd hold that devilish smirk.

This was certainly a food fight to remember.

Finally, his finger was released from the prison, as she took a few steps back laughing at what she'd accomplished, Hunter looked at the finger that she held captive within her mouth. It was beet red. He then crossed his arms, covered in pudding and various other foods.

“Even more beautiful then before!”

He chuckled.

"Huh.. You look like a cute little ghost that decided to wear a crazy red and yellow top! I think you look pretty like that!"

He was of course, referring to all the condiments that she had been dressed in by none other than Hunter himself. But he proceeded to lick some of the pudding from his face as he laughed.

Of course.. He was one to talk, his pants soaked from iced tea, his upper body covered in jello, his messy hair with a few noodles of Kraft Dinner still in it, with ketchup to boot, and to top it all off, chocolate pudding on the face.

".. That's gonna be a bitch to get out, I think." He laughed. Referring to her now colorful suit.

With that, he'd take a few steps to approach her, only to reach out with the hand that the girl had used to suck on his finger, and with that same finger, he proceeded to wipe some of the whipped cream from her cheek, and took it into his own mouth, sucking it clean before taking it out again to speak.

"Not bad.. You give the cream some good taste." With a sly smirk.

But the fact of the matter remained.

There would be some tough laundry to do.

[Eva Fortescue]

“A cute little ghost?,” she questioned, very curious as to see what she looked like. Just by wiggling her face around she could feel all the whipped creamed on it. It was beginning to dry and it felt uncomfortable. “I wouldn’t say cute…But I owe it all to you!”

Eva examined herself further and found food everywhere. Not only did she have ketchup, mustard, and whipped cream painted on her, she had various other edibles slapped onto her suit like a piece of…gross lunch meat! Picking the thing off carefully with her fingers, she threw it to the side.

".. That's gonna be a bitch to get out, I think."

“Agreed. I’m more worried about walking out of here and having the whole school stare…that or having my employer find out about this. Come to think of it…why did I participate in this anyway?”

It was more of a question directed to herself. As she pondered about this, she failed to notice him take a step towards her and brush the side of her cheek with that infamous finger. She watched him eat the whipped cream from his finger and what he said made her laugh slightly. She didn’t know what it was, but this guy seemed to say the right things at the right time.

“Why thank you! I had the pleasure of experiencing the same thing when you fed me,” she said with a grin, giving him a small wink.

Looking around she saw that they were the only ones left in the cafeteria. Which probably wasn’t good, because the teachers were most likely coming. It wouldn’t be fun to get caught up with all of them, so she figured it was time to get going. But first…there was no way she was going to wear her yellow and red stained suit coat. With her fingers, she gently undid the buttons and took it off to reveal a partially clean white dress shirt.

“I’m thinking we should leave soon…and does this school happen to have a lake or a pool? I’d rather not drive home with this mess on me. A rinse cycle would be nice,” she said with a small smile.

[Hunter Armitage]

As far as anyone knew, this was going to be under wraps between the two of them because chances are.. Unless there was going to be a lot of gossip, but who was going to talk about just the two of them? Unless there was a camera around as well.. But that was even less likely, but even so, the chances were there. And even then.. Well, just look at the two of them.

“A cute little ghost? I wouldn’t say cute…But I owe it all to you!”

He laughed, yeah. This was all his fault totally, but he loved being spontanious. It was one of the fun parts of life. But dragging her into this.. That would be one of the better parts of the day, or at least the time in this school anyway. And she did look cute..

“Agreed. I’m more worried about walking out of here and having the whole school stare…that or having my employer find out about this. Come to think of it…why did I participate in this anyway?”

For fun?.. Who knew what she was thinking, even Hunter couldn't solve that for her, but that was up to her to think about. The only reason he participated.. Well, that much was obvious. He wanted to have some fun with this one..

The taste of the whipped cream lingered in his mouth for the moment.. Admittedly, it did taste different, probably because the source had been elsewhere.

“Why thank you! I had the pleasure of experiencing the same thing when you fed me."

He chuckled, with a surprised notion on his face, but what caught him off guard was the wink that she threw towards him. That was the real surprise that shot his eyes downward, then back up at her.

"Glad you liked it." He replied with a smirk.

“I’m thinking we should leave soon…and does this school happen to have a lake or a pool? I’d rather not drive home with this mess on me. A rinse cycle would be nice.”

Noticing that they were the only two people left in the cafeteria, surrounded by food, and other various messy articles of edibles and snacks around. It made the pudding on his face feel a little more uncomfortable. At least, until he noticed her slowly taking off the top of her suit, revealing that white shirt.. Well, what guy wouldn't notice?

Sadly, Hunter wouldn't take his stuff off in front of her, he wouldn't be wearing that stuff. Only his overcoat was what he was wearing overtop of his shirt. And even then, it was decorated in various other pastries and foods, but he didn't think to take it off..

But, a rinse cycle did seem nice, as for pools and lakes.. He wasn't so sure about that, his time being here after all wasn't long. But.. All hope wasn't lost!

There was his Cyberdeck!

"Yeah, that sounds nice right about now.. And I don't want to look like a total fool who'd just pissed his pants, thanks to a certain someone.."

He laughed quietly.

"A lake or a pool.. Let's see.."

He pulled out the small hi-tech tool that was hiding in his coat pocket. The cyberdeck. It was his key tool in getting any information possible, as he pressed power a voice came online.

PASSWORD?

The robotic voice was somewhat demanding.

"It's me." Hunter spoke.

VOICE RECOGNIZED. WELCOME BACK, HUNTER.

They didn't have much time, surely the teachers would be coming around soon enough, Hunter had to make this quick.

"Map. Moral Crest High School."

PROCESSING. DONE.

A sudden holographic three dimensional image of the school then appeared in front of the two of them. Hunter's tools were always state of the art, as they should be for someone like him.

"Locate, Pool."

Suddenly, a small blue blip appeared into the holographic image. It was in the gym apparently, which was luckily, right down the next hallway. He smiled.

"There, we have a pool right here. Luckily it's just down the hall, so we don't have to worry about running into the entire school.."

The map would dissapear for good measure.

".. Personally, I'd like to show you off, since you look simply sublime. But, I don't think that'd be fair." He'd laugh slightly at his joke.

".. I'd be standing next to you, looking like some sort of abstract art project that you made. Which.. Considering the circumstances, I think you should make a career choice." Now laughing at himself.

[Eva Fortescue]

Eva smiled fondly at his joke about him looking like he peed his pants. That was one of her better moves right there. What better way to cool off than throwing water at your lower half? Well, Eva could think of better ways, but it was a funny thought nonetheless.

“You’re very welcome. Give me a call and I’d do it anytime,” she said in a joking voice. “Whoa..”

Eva’s attention was completely focused on the piece of technology that the boy held in his hand. It was shiny. She liked shiny things. The thing was pretty high-tech too and immediately she was wondering where she could get one! Watching him use it, she could just think of what she could do with one of her own. Most importantly, the little device told her what this boy’s name was.

Hunter.

Her eyes fell to his face. Nope, she wouldn’t be forgetting this one.

“You can show me off some other day. I’m sure they’ll be another chance in the near future.” What she meant by that…well, she was going to do what girl’s do best and leave him hanging with his thoughts. Eva then laughed at his proposed option of a career choice for her. “An artist huh? Well, only if you’ll be my model, otherwise I’ll have no inspiration…shall we get going?”

Walking to the exit of the cafeteria, she continued down the hallway turned a corner and could see the entrance of the pool. But just her luck, a line of students came out of a nearby door and began to scatter in the hallways. Oh man, all the eyes. Eva just kept an emotionless face and continued walking until she made it safe into the pool building.

“Look at that, you showed me off Just for that…”

If he had been following her as closely as she thought, she’d stick her two hands out and try to push him into the pool. Eva grinned widely.

[Hunter Armitage]

Well, what was the point of life if you didn't laugh at yourself along the way. Hunter knew he wasn't awesome at a lot of things, but he knew he was good at some things.. And other things, he was just outright bad at.

“You’re very welcome. Give me a call and I’d do it anytime"

Gee, thanks.. He rolled his eyes in his mind. But it was funny still, to hear that joking voice of hers.

“Whoa..”

Ah.. So she'd taken notice of his Cyberdeck had she? Well, it certainly was one of the best things that Hunter had. It certainly did a lot for him, and kept a lot in order for him as well. It was like his own personal organizer that had been highly tweaked out for all of Hunter's purposes.

However.. Where to get one?..

That was impossible, as Hunter made his, from old computer parts and whatnot.

“You can show me off some other day. I’m sure they’ll be another chance in the near future.”

Ha.. haha.. Well played, as he had a few ideas come into his mind.. But for now..

“An artist huh? Well, only if you’ll be my model, otherwise I’ll have no inspiration…shall we get going?”

Well, that was sure nice of her to consider him to be her model, that is, if she ever fit the job description. Or even, if she wanted to.. But he knew she was joking. After all.. It was time to leave anyway.

Hunter walked with her down the hallway, unnerved about anything. He really didn't care about what other students thought of him.. Well.. Okay, maybe he did, but as long as it was for something else, say like he screwed up in a science experiment.. That's okay.

Otherwise.. No.

But still, even as students walked down the hall, against the pair of students, he could feel their eyes scraping over their bodies. With some laughter and giggles in the back. Hunter clenched his fist to keep his cool, after all.. They were just meaningless drek to him. But if he would have heard one comment.. He probably would have just kept walking.

Finally, reaching the pool area, it was time to get some of this dirty muck off, as Hunter and the girl approached the pool.. He.. Felt a little uneasy.

“Look at that, you showed me off. Just for that…”

Suddenly, he felt a force push him from behind, and they were at the edge of the pool. He was going forwards, ever so close reaching the water..

She pushed him.

"Whoa!!.."

*SPLAAAASH*

Hunter flailed under the water, as he felt the weight of his clothes, and his body being sort of cleansed in a way. Luckily, Hunter's Cyberdeck and other things were waterproof, so there would be no damage at all.

But.. This wasn't over..

Hunter would come up for air, himself all wet now, as he'd shake his head lightly to get the water from his eyes, paddling there in the pool.

"H-hey! It isn't bad enough that you soak my pants, now you soak me fully?!"

Hunter then stroaked over to where she was quickly, and using the leverage from the wall of the pool, would pull himself up quickly, but not fully out of the water..

Oh no.. He was reaching for something else.. That sly smile once again adorned his face.

"C'mere! You're not getting away with that!"

He'd attempt to grab at the girl and pull her in with him.

An eye for an eye after all..

[Eva Fortescue]

Her grin fell off her face when she watched him become fully submersed under the water for a few seconds. She was expecting that to happen, obviously, but she totally forgot about his cool looking technology thing. Eva bit her lip as she watched him struggle in the water. Whoops, she made an oopsy. Luckily if he asked her to pay for it, she had more than enough money to do so.

Eva took a step closer to the pool edge, her suit coat nestled snugly under her arm. Bending over ever so slightly she was prepared to lift him out of the water. He didn’t seem mad however, in fact, he was cracking jokes already so it must’ve been okay his toys got wet? That or he didn’t notice yet.

“I just couldn’t resist! I hope I didn’t wreck your GPS device. That bad boy looks expensive.”

She watched him swim over to the edge and begin to lift himself up. Reaching out her hand, she aimed to pull him out when...

"C'mere! You're not getting away with that!"

Making a faint cry before she hit the water, Eva soon felt the cool water consume her. It actually felt good to wash all the food off her body. There was just one problem though.

“Where’s my coat?”

She did a 360 in the water and tried to look for it. Sadly, it either sunk to the bottom or aliens magically warped it out of the building. She grinned at Hunter and splashed him. It was all his fault.

“Now I can’t step out of the pool until I find that coat of mine. I’m wearing white. It’s very see through…”