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"I knew your be a good Hawk." He chuckled and locked the door.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Bryce smirked and tossed him some jerky. "See, you're just so good at being a Hawk. We might just give it another go tomorrow..."
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Bryce chuckled. "But you're so good at it. It's like you were made to be a Hawk." He added darkly.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Tii growled one last time, then was off like a rocket.
--> Bryce <--
Bryce smirked and stood. "When Slasher gets back we'll put you all in the Field." He said, then walked off.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
Tii ran, all thoughts on Switch. She glanced down at the dried blood from her last race as she crossed the finish line.
--> Bryce <--
Bryce watched him from the window, smirking.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He walked down to meet her at the finish, finally arriving while she caught her breath. "Good, you finished three seconds before your time finished, now do it with this." He handed her a fake knife weighted the same.
[_]The Mad Hatter[_]
He could almost feel Bryce's eyes on him and he shrank back into the cage.