[center] [h1][color=8dc73f] Darric meets Lyra[/color] [/h1][/center][center]collaboration with [@Narcissisticpotato][/center]

Darric looked at the girl seriously and answered her in an authoritative tone.[color=92278f] "Yes, there is a good reason."[/color] He watched her get more irritated at his answer. He looked to his own troops[color=92278f] "Curtis you take over April's squad and Lyra you are with me and shortie."[/color] Curtis nodded and headed over to the other squad.[color=92278f] "Let's get back to work!"[/color] Darric turned back towards the houses and shortie followed him.

She cocked a single eyebrow at him and that was enough to tell him she wasn't particularly impressed. [color=deepskyblue]"Thank you for that wonderful answer, I feel enlightened already."[/color] She commented sourly, waiting a moment before she wandered after them. Lyra knew Darric - he was April's brother and as far as she was aware, the noble creature that Elsa so carefully decided to open her legs for. The girl was a fool but even the techie could appreciate a good sight, even if that sight was ruined when he opened his mouth.

Darric ignored her attitude and they got back to work. A little while later he got everything gathered in bags and looked up and saw little miss attitude giving him the stink eye. He chuckled a little with his head down as he sorted things. After a few minutes he went over to her and looked at her a little oddly. [color=92278f]"You get what you are doing right?"[/color]

There was nothing quite like one of Lyra's scowls. It had the wonderful ability to both condescend and aggravate. In truth, she wasn't minding the little outing as it meant she got to get exactly what she needed. She left a storm of broken microwaves and torn up kettles in her wake. Of course, she had no intention of telling him any of this. [color=deepskyblue]"Yes, I'm quite aware. But this is an excuse to start a conversation, no?"[/color]

Darric grinned and his smile lit up the room.[color=92278f] "Maybe, or maybe it's a good time to tell you that you are here because you don't have much time in the field and being a tech you could actually teach the others about some of the things we need and get in a little more practice killing the dead."[/color] 

[color=92278f]"Now if you are done being a crabass since the house is cleared and we are almost done here we can take a break. Shortie pulled everything outside into the driveway already."[/color] He was gathering the things in the room that they had pulled to take.[color=92278f] "Shortie is having a smoke outside."[/color] Darric sat down on a comfy chair for a minute and closed his eyes.

[color=92278f]"I've got to break it off with her she is driving me nuts."[/color] He said under his breath to himself but just loud enough for her to hear him.

She cocked another eyebrow and watched him silently. Lyra knew what he wanted which gave her power but at the same time she didn't particularly know what she wanted. He was eye candy and she admired his strength but he was still obliviously obvious.

Sighing, she found a seat near him and planted herself down before kicking her feet up over the armrest. [color=deepskyblue]"So you invite me out to let me get some experience and then proceed to stare at me for a good portion of it before opening up that your girlfriend wants your dick twenty four seven? And I'm the crabass?"[/color]

Massaging her temples lightly, she realised that having a friend wouldn't be a bad idea, even if nothing came of it. [color=deepskyblue]"Why's she bothering you? Apart from the obvious, of course."[/color]

Darric opened his eyes and decided to ignore her bitchiness. Then he changed his mind. [color=92278f]"First, I'm keeping an eye on you not staring. And I wasn't talking to you but since you asked I have a question for you. Why does Elsa think that she can demand that we become serious and start popping out babies like leaves on a fucking tree? I'm not in love with her so I'm gonna break it off, but damn it she is making me crazy!"[/color]

Lyra sighed again, she wasn't a relationship counsellor but it was interesting at the same time. [color=deepskyblue]"I suppose you don't want a sarcastic answer..."[/color] 

Thinking about it for a few moments, she stared at the flakey painting on the ceiling. [color=deepskyblue]"She thinks she can demand because Elsa doesn't understand the world. To her, you're her prince charming, her knight in shining armour. You're not real; you're a character in her fairy tale. She's a child in a fucked up world so she rationalises it with her imagination. Elsa is sweet but a shadow. A beautiful little fool."[/color]

Withdrawing a book from her rucksack, she flicked it open to the page she read last and settled in. [color=deepskyblue]"Is that the answer you wanted?"[/color] She murmured, seemingly not focusing on the conversation.

Darric thought about her words for a moment and sighed in frustration.[color=92278f] "Not exactly but it makes sense."[/color] He said rubbing his temples. [color=92278f]"Alright we are almost done for the day. Let's get this shit done. I have to go break things off with her permanently. I'm not going to be her baby making machine."[/color] 

Getting back to his feet he stretched. [color=92278f]"After that I think I'm gonna go have a swim before dinner. You got any plans for later? A few of us will go play water volleyball up at the falls. You can come if you want to."[/color] He got up and picked up the pile of materials off of the floor.

She sighed in exasperation. She had only got her book out before she had to put it away again. So much for a break. Packing it away, she slid onto her feet. [color=deepskyblue]"Do I look like I'd be particularly good at water volleyball?"[/color] She laughed, bending down to pick up her pile. Something in the corner caught her eye.

Moving over tentatively, Lyra squatted down and pushed some debris out of the way before opening the small cabinet. Inside lay liquid gold - single malt scotch, twenty year old. [color=deepskyblue]"Hey lover boy, you missed something!"[/color]

Nabbing it, she rose and wheeled back around on him, presenting her treasure. Opening it, she tilted it back and took a long swig before lowering it and grimacing with a spluttered cough. Grinning, she handed it over to Darric. [color=deepskyblue]"To weird girlfriends!"[/color]

Darric took the bottle she handed him and his lips curved into an appreciative smirk. [color=92278f]"Loverboy huh?"[/color] He knew girls didn't call him that unless they were attracted to him. Maybe his new friend would be something more in the end. Chuckling at her statement on weird girlfriends he toasted back.[color=92278f] "Here's to finding what you want."[/color] He tipped the bottle back and took a long deep drink. Putting the bottle in the bag on his hip he shook his head smiling at her. [color=92278f]"Let's go."[/color]


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