Between the Trees [Sita/Valerian]

[clementine]

Valerian bit his lower lip trying not to laugh as he paced in front of Sita. He raked his molten gaze over the teen's well muscled form, lingering on his thin hips and groin. Smiling wide, Val motioned for Sita to attack.

[praiseofblood]

Hey, Sita didn't have anything to be ashamed of, but he still flushed a bit under that gaze. Sita twirled his spear, before launching himself at Val, darting to the side, pivoting and slamming his stick to the side of the male's head, shooting out of the way of a return attack.

"That was for cutting my loin cloth, you prick."

[clementine]

Valerian staggered at the hit, stars exploding in front of his vision. He shook his head to clear his eyes, blinking and then squinting at Sita. "Said to watch your right." Was all Val said, circling Sita now.

[praiseofblood]

"So now you get to watch my ass. Therein lies the problem." Sita said, folding his arms and following the male, never letting his back be to him. He got back on the defensive, looking at Valerian with sharp violet eyes.

[clementine]

"Nice ass though." Val quipped, another pair of knives leaving his hands in a flurry of motion. While Sita would be busy dodging, Valerian disappeared into the trees.

[praiseofblood]

Sita squeaked indignatly before dodging one of the knives, hissing as one caught his arm, before catching it, grabbing it by the blade as it wizzed through the air without cutting himself. What the hell was with this guy and knives? And where the hell did he go?! Sita looked about, to the treeline and upwards, waiting for a strike of some sort.

[clementine]

Knives were what Valerian was good at. No one usually expected them either. He frowned though when he saw the blood on Sita's arm. Though he wanted to go to the boy, he stayed where he was, sitting hidden in a nearby tree.

Val just sat there for a long time, waiting to see if Sita would freak out from the waiting.

[praiseofblood]

Sita sniffed, his nose finding the male for him. He paced the clearing nonchalantly, before disappearing. He reappeared three inches from Valerian's nose. "Boo." he said, smacking the male lightly on the face, almost playfully, before shooting back to the clearing.

[clementine]

Valerian yelped in surprise as he jerked backwards. He began to laugh as he hung upside down in the tree, handing by his knees. "Fast." He complimented through his chuckling as he peered at Sita. "Who is your sire?"

[praiseofblood]

"You wouldn't know him. My bearer is the "Firebird". He is rightful Mattier, but my uncle Iori is in charge of the clan." Sita said with a shrug, picking up his spear.

[clementine]

Valerian almost fell out of his tree. "What?" He cried in shock. "That clan? That leader?" The Majikadai asked, slipping from his tree and dropping to the ground. "They are not...here are they?" He meant in the generally area. Though Val was not part of a rival tribe, he'd always tended to give the larger clan a wide berth, not sure who they would accept a wanderer.

[praiseofblood]

"Well, right now, Iori is with my grandfather Crat'ka's clan. They're all about twenty miles away, why?" Sita asked, frowning. "Are you from a rival clan?" he asked, gripping his spear.

[clementine]

Valerian stepped back looking rather ashen, but he shook his head. Fuck. Two clans together? He shook his head again. "From an eastern clan. Too small to rival." He explained, eying Sita's spear.

[praiseofblood]

Sita frowned slightly, looking at Valerian oddly. Why did the male seem so afraid?

"Say, what are you doing out here, really? Are you a rogue?" he asked the male, but still not placing down his guard.

[clementine]

Valerian nodded rather harshly, the beads clacking together to belay his nervousness. "Left. Clan was not..." he paused, searching for a word, "desirable." Val finished at last.