// Ring around the rosie - Pocket full of posie //
"Mnnmh," Kaisel swore around his pickle, nearly loosing it to the grit of his teeth as he swung the damn hammer and drew up short. In hindsight, he should have eaten it quickly while waiting his turn, but he'd been too engrossed watching everyone, making silent judgements about who he'd for sure beat and who to step up to. It was no surprise that his older cousin diffed him, but what the hell was with the first bunch of people? They seemed liable to break the damn game. Kaisel glanced surreptitiously towards them, but they didn't look especially swole. Pierce had told Koa this wasn't rigged, but doubt began to gnaw at Kaisel's gut.
With the fire of competition blazing through him, Kaisel choked down the rest of his pickle. He wiped the vinegar remnants from his lips with the back of his hand and a lip-smacking ahhh as he stepped back towards the infernal pad and bell. "I got it this time," he said as he reached for the hammer, grasping it firmly between his hands and feeling the jarring movement for a moment. Ah yeah, I understand it now.
Kaisel spun abruptly and swung with a full follow-through from his heels to his fingertips. He tried to match the buzzing, jerky movements just right so that they'd lead the swing and add some extra oomph. He listened for the bell as he held out his hand for the next competitor to take the hammer, his cool gaze sliding to Vesper and pinning him in quiet challenge.
With the fire of competition blazing through him, Kaisel choked down the rest of his pickle. He wiped the vinegar remnants from his lips with the back of his hand and a lip-smacking ahhh as he stepped back towards the infernal pad and bell. "I got it this time," he said as he reached for the hammer, grasping it firmly between his hands and feeling the jarring movement for a moment. Ah yeah, I understand it now.
Kaisel spun abruptly and swung with a full follow-through from his heels to his fingertips. He tried to match the buzzing, jerky movements just right so that they'd lead the swing and add some extra oomph. He listened for the bell as he held out his hand for the next competitor to take the hammer, his cool gaze sliding to Vesper and pinning him in quiet challenge.
Kaisel
// I'ma fucking blow all the ashes down //
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
