Soon, the fight ended in a tie, the girls both equally bested by their own efforts. It was an interesting bout, to say the least, but Gabe found himself really paying attention once one of the campers began to lecture the other. It was obvious that she wasn't addressing him, but he felt the words all the same.
"You aren't doing yourself any favors by being hostile. I won't say that you're wrong for being focused or being a loner..." Jia spoke to the unruly Freya, with her words spoken loud enough to travel through the empty arena and into Gabriel's ears. He sighed as he listened, resting his head in his hands as he thought about what she was saying.
"It's hard to not be hostile when it feels like you're constantly being lied to...or when it feels like there'll never be anyone to back you up...or befriend...or love...not when you have to constantly push yourself away from them, in order to keep them safe. It's too hard to let anyone else in when you consider the variables-"
"The fuck are you looking at?"
"What...?" Gabe was abruptly ripped from his train of thought. He blinked a few times to regain his focus, and he realized one of the campers (the boisterous one) was talking to him. Or, more so, yelling at him. "Geez." It was becoming clear that she didn't appreciate the audience. And even then, Gabriel was never a fan of someone yelling in his ears.
"Does the sight of two women fighting get your pants wet? Weird fuck." She continued to berate as she stormed up the steps. Maybe he wasn't doing anyone favors by being hostile, but the girl was sure trying her damndest to push all of his buttons. "Weird fuck?" He felt like blasting at her, which surprised him, seeing as he was never the one to lose his composure this quickly. He felt his fists clenching as he stayed seated, and figured it'd be best for both parties if he didn't get up.
"Calm yo' tits, ya frigid *****. I was just watchin'." He spoke. For once, his words were clear, stern, and loud. While the tone stayed neutral, he admitted to himself that it had been awhile since his voice got that loud. He did nothing to face her as she stomped away, and kept his eyes affixed ahead, towards the bare arena, and what else lied ahead of the land.
"You aren't doing yourself any favors by being hostile. I won't say that you're wrong for being focused or being a loner..." Jia spoke to the unruly Freya, with her words spoken loud enough to travel through the empty arena and into Gabriel's ears. He sighed as he listened, resting his head in his hands as he thought about what she was saying.
"It's hard to not be hostile when it feels like you're constantly being lied to...or when it feels like there'll never be anyone to back you up...or befriend...or love...not when you have to constantly push yourself away from them, in order to keep them safe. It's too hard to let anyone else in when you consider the variables-"
"The fuck are you looking at?"
"What...?" Gabe was abruptly ripped from his train of thought. He blinked a few times to regain his focus, and he realized one of the campers (the boisterous one) was talking to him. Or, more so, yelling at him. "Geez." It was becoming clear that she didn't appreciate the audience. And even then, Gabriel was never a fan of someone yelling in his ears.
"Does the sight of two women fighting get your pants wet? Weird fuck." She continued to berate as she stormed up the steps. Maybe he wasn't doing anyone favors by being hostile, but the girl was sure trying her damndest to push all of his buttons. "Weird fuck?" He felt like blasting at her, which surprised him, seeing as he was never the one to lose his composure this quickly. He felt his fists clenching as he stayed seated, and figured it'd be best for both parties if he didn't get up.
"Calm yo' tits, ya frigid *****. I was just watchin'." He spoke. For once, his words were clear, stern, and loud. While the tone stayed neutral, he admitted to himself that it had been awhile since his voice got that loud. He did nothing to face her as she stomped away, and kept his eyes affixed ahead, towards the bare arena, and what else lied ahead of the land.