idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
Later he will fully blame Noe for his failure to catch the Honeybee, because it's definitely not that he didn't stand a chance against the faster, stronger demigod. "Traitor!" Koa accuses with faux indignation, pointing at Noe dramatically, his hand over his heart. "My own flesh and blood!" His wounded affectation might have borne more weight were it not for the glitter on his hair and nose, merrily catching the light and lending him the appearance of a five-year-old's Ken doll whose endured an overzealous makeover with arts and crafts supplies.
Anyway, he's up now, and he's gotta make it count. No pressure at all. Going through the circle, Koa offers the obligatory head pats and 'Ducks', paying particular attention to the ruffling of Noe's locks. He's tempted to stop upon his sister, but there's an Imp to tame. He's made three intentionally obnoxious revolutions and is halfway into the fourth when finally his hand lands on Soren, and Koa mutters, "Goose."
Then he takes off running, hoping not to be outdone by a little brat with a tail.
Koa tags Soren!
Anyway, he's up now, and he's gotta make it count. No pressure at all. Going through the circle, Koa offers the obligatory head pats and 'Ducks', paying particular attention to the ruffling of Noe's locks. He's tempted to stop upon his sister, but there's an Imp to tame. He's made three intentionally obnoxious revolutions and is halfway into the fourth when finally his hand lands on Soren, and Koa mutters, "Goose."
Then he takes off running, hoping not to be outdone by a little brat with a tail.
Koa tags Soren!
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