•°•Damien's Perspective•°•
"Oh, Damien." Dina said, submerging me in a tub of water in her room. "What's happened to you?"
"I guess I've just gone dull..." I said dryly.
"Nonsense! I haven't treated you right! I've been too rough with you.."
She began performing regular blacksmith work on me, having a small station to do such in her room.
"How do you feel?" She asked me when she had finished her work.
"Like brand new." I told her truthfully.
"Great!" She said, flopping on on her bed. She sighed. "Ahh.."
I stood up on my blade and hopped towards her and onto the bed. "Dina, I-"
"Ahh!" She shrieked.
"What's wrong?" I cried.
"You punctured the water bed." She got up and got a role of duct tape, pulling off the covers to plaster a big X onto the mattress.
"Oh. Well, what are we going to do about those simpletons? We can't live in your room forever!"
She picked me up and walked over to her bed room door, opening it. "We'll split up. Starting now!" She threw me high in the eye. I caught the light and hit the floor, sliding fast across the polished floor. I got up on my blade and watched her run the opposite direction, and I hopped down my hallway.
•°•Tas's Perspective•°•
"Joisy, do you hear something?" I asked my purple furred companion.
"Yes.." She tuned her ears in. "And it sounds like.."
"Joisy, look out!" I grabbed a lifeless Kris off of the wall and clanked it against Damien's blade as he tried to sneak up on her.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Joisy?" I turned around.
"It wasn't me! Look!" She pointed to Damien as he ran off in the direction he came from.