[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjExNi5iMTZmZWIuUW05dVpXdHBaQSwsLjAAAAAA/vtks-deja-vu.regular.png[/img][color=bc8dbf][b][h3]A Slippery Victory[/h3][/b][/color][/center]
Bonekid smirked as he began to clap. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Gotta agree with you there, Slick. Though your art isn't really... my style..."[/b][/color] Bonekid commented as he raised a cupped hand in the air. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Though, when art works, it's the most beautiful thing in the world, I think. Anyone agree?"[/b][/color] The weaving of vines that covered Bonekid's arm spread out as it began to bloom into a series of purple roses before they reformed back into a sort of skin on his bone.

[color=bc8dbf][b]"Hm?"[/b][/color] Though nobody had said anything between the time Bonekid has finished talking until now, he thought he heard somebody say something. [color=bc8dbf][b]"We're going next? Are you sure there buddy?"[/b][/color] Bonekid spoke to an unseen entity while turning behind him to see. [color=bc8dbf][b]"... family is family, and we can't have Slick carrying all the weight now, can we?"[/b][/color]

Turning to Boone, Bonekid raised his arm to his chest as he gave another smirk. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Hope you all don't mind if we take the next round."[/b][/color] Bonekid pulled his sword over his shoulder and held it there. [color=bc8dbf][b]"My bones are aching for a fight."[/b][/color]

Meanwhile, Bonekid was quivering internally as he thought about things. [color=bc8dbf][b][i]"Maybe if I show gusto, it'll keep me from thinking about how much these challenges ride on."[/i][/b][/color]