"It’s not fair!" {its late and its time to sin, have this from odan for vex }
vex sighed crossing his arms in front of his large test. “hey i wasnt the one to go aganst orders..you cant go on the raid odan..”
‘Oh, so just because I’m not a pup anymore means that I can’t kick some fun and bend the rules? Come on Vex!’ he presses, having looked forward to this raid for a while now. ‘I’ll behave, you know I will..’
The lancer rased his brow sighing. “you ended up killing some boys..” it wasnt that vex really cared. he didnt. vexs arms were tight across his chest almost guarding it as he sighed. “and i dont feel like getting chewed out by imperators if i let you go..”
he shrugs half heartedly. ‘Kill or be killed. Strongest survive.’ he mutters, caring but not enough to feel really guilty about it and bites back a comment of his own. Best not to provoke the lancer. He still had the scar to show for his previous mistake.
‘Could’ve snuck aboard. Imperators don’t need to know shit about me bein’ there.’ he counters then, keeping his eyes off of Vex’s chest, looking him in the eyes instead.
“yeah it is killed or be killed..” vex huffed slightly then shook his head. “yeah well you would of ben ratted out by another war boy and they wouldnt be so leanent on you…”
He sighs, but not defeated. ‘I didn’t even mean to go ‘round fuckin’ things up. This is the only thing that can save me from bein’ bored out of my skull ‘n’ messin’ up again. I don’t care if I’d get caught, I’ll even make sure they won’t blame you.’ he tries, close to begging.
“yeah well i believed kami when he said that and i ended up getting clean up duty for half the week…” vex grolwed slightly looking down at odan. “so no”
'I'm not kami. If you get clean up duty I'll do it in your place.' He argues, crossing his arms in front of his own chest to mimic vexs stance. He really wasn't planning on staying behind.








