47 Vol 1. pt. 47 Patch 8.0: How to Train Your Crew (1/2)
Bonekraka's fist sends Fenrir flying backward into Cassiel, almost knocking her over, but Fenrir spins around to make sure that she doesn't fall.
”The hell was that for, you bastard?!” Cassiel shouts at Bonekraka.
”Stay back,” Fenrir tells her, looking at Serra and Rock as well.
”Are you two really doing this?” Oleander asks.
”Does it look like I have a choice?” Fenrir asks.
Bonekraka charges at Fenrir!
Despite how high the emotions are in this fight, neither men are drawing their blades.
Fenrir ducks below Bonekraka's fist. The orc's movements feel slow after training with Cassiel so much.
”Do your friends usually do this?” Corwin asks Oleander.
”It happens every now and then. It's been a while since the last one, so it was bound to happen again soon,” Oleander answers.
”Which one of them is right or wrong?”
”Honestly? Fenny is in the right here. Bone is being an asshole. He's probably stressed out from something in reality.”
Fenrir continues ducking and dodging all of Bonekraka's attempts at hitting him. He retaliates every now and then with a punch or kick but never puts much force behind it even if he's really tempted to. Of course, that just makes things worse.
”Fuck you, piece of shit! Not even take fight seriously!” Bonekraka shouts.
”Because you're not worth taking seriously,” Fenrir replies, evading to the back of Bonekraka and kicking in the back of his right knee. ”Why do you always have to be such an asshole?! I'm fucking tired of always doing what you want, and I never ask you to do something I know you wouldn't enjoy!”
Bonekraka swings an arm around which manages to nail Fenrir right in the side of his head, knocking him away and onto the deck.
”Only friends in first place because you used to be fun! Used to kill everybody, make whole worlds hate us! Now you just want to be lazy and fish! No fun in that! Need to man up and go back to how used to be!” Bonekraka shouts, jumping onto Fenrir to pin him down and repeatedly punch him in the face.
Fenrir slides out from underneath the orc and does the exact same thing to him, pinning Bonekraka down and punching him in the face over and over.
Both men have bruised and bloodied faces before long.
”I'm,” Fenrir punches Bonekraka in the face again, ”fucking,” and again, ”sorry,” and again, ”that I got bored of doing the exact same thing,” and again, ”thing in every single fucking game,” and again, ”game that we play! The brigade isn't fucking,” and again, ”coming back!”
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Bonekraka thrusts his head upward and headbutts Fenrir right in the face.
The men collapse on the deck next to each other, each one panting heavily and looking up at the sky.
”I told you before, Viktor, to just fucking find another group to play with if all you want to do is what we used to,” Fenrir says between heavy breaths. ”I know you want to play with me still, but I'm seriously so tired of doing the same thing over and over. It's nice every now and then, but it's less exciting every single time. Even taking on Coastedge was nowhere near as fun as it used to be.”
”Maybe is time I stop playing with you then,” Bonekraka says.
”Yeah, maybe. That's what I've been telling you. We both want different things now, so wouldn't it be for the best to play with different groups?”
”Da.”
Silence.
Oleander looks like he wants to say something, but he knows that there isn't really anything to say that wouldn't be pointless. He knows that they're unhappy playing with one another nowadays. As much as Oleander would like everybody to get along like they used to, the Divine Brigade's golden days are over.
”Will help in stupid tournament, then leave,” Bonekraka says. ”Don't need drama of dealing with you after work every day.”
”You don't have to—” Fenrir is interrupted.
”Fuck you, will help whether want me to or not.”
”Do whatever you want. I'm not going to stop you.”
Bonekraka swings an arm into Fenrir's gut.
Fenrir does the same thing to him.
”You said would not stop me.”
”Didn't say I wouldn't hit you back.”
Cassiel and Serra look at each other. They don't know what they should be making of this whole situation, but they do know they feel bad. Nobody likes seeing a friendship basically get torn apart. If Bonekraka is going to leave, what about Oleander? If they both leave, what if Fenrir decides to leave them? Each of the girls already feels more at home in this group of friends than they've felt in any other online group before, and now there's already drama splitting it apart.