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"Yeah yeah.. no thanks... Death bros whatever----"

Otto hitched a breath as Caelius threw a dagger, effectively pinning Otto to the floor. "s**t!" He was a sitting duck!!!!

Al emitted little giddy noises as he managed to avoid the attack. He slithered around Otto possessively and attempted to dislodge the dagger that kept him pinned in place. He was going to princess carry you Otto if it was the last thing he was ever going to do.

There was that word again.




Leon could feel his eyebrows twitching. Not long after the life hunter followed through on his promise, tossing aside the boot wearing hunter and carrying Otto bridemaid style toward a less populated part of the mess hall.

Away from MR. shiny hair Cael's scythes and H's charisma that made him feel worthless. "Ill protect you Otto, FOREVER."

and feel your butt.Otto was pretty firm there. that was good to know.

Otto was in a baffled stupor. He was being carried like a princess by friggin' LEON! It was horrifying, really, that he was in the situation. Even more so that his a** had been groped by a man. At least it wasn't Al. Al was Otto's fanboy even without a spell taken him over. He had to deal with that 24/7.

He nearly shrieked, punching Leon in the nose for good measure. "HANDS OFF THE GOODS, BUDDY!"

Far away from the chaos in the cafeteria, Lance sighed dreamily as he flicked a couple of switches. The images on the monitors in front of him were filled with Otto, one zooming in on the action. The division assistant stiffened, his hands tightening on his prize as he glowered at Leon. How dare he! How dare he take advantage while Lance went and helped himself to one of his sweet Otto's hoodies.

Okay, so maybe he took two. Three. The point being that sometimes sacrifices had to be made. Lance pulled out his phone and took a quick picture, then angrily fired off a text message.

Otto dropped to his feet, giving Leon a disgusted expression, his lip curling in recoil of his horrible compliment regarding his a**. "Future husband? Are you ********' kiddin' me!?"




With a drop of his gaze, Leon seemed to have lost his knees. Looking down on him like the worthless worm he was, Otto snorted in disgust. "S'what ya get, you grody sac of turd." He grumbled, turning to try and hide behind a turned over table.

The mass text he got from Lance was sneered at. "You godamned b*****d. THAT'S MINE!" Distracted, he hadn't seen Al coming. He gasped as the other Death hunter tried to lift him, earning Al a smack to the face. "What part of HANDS OFF don't any of you gross assholes get!??!"

Otto was good at breaking a heart.

A spat of words that made the hunter flinch and cast his eyes downcast. Proverbial ring thrown back in his face and Otto was already running off in another persons arms. Love, even if its adoration, was truly fleeting .



It was a far question to ask, since it was sent out as far as Leon was concerned. And since he still had feelings in his fingers for the time being.

Charlotte had gotten the text Lance. She had already spent the last few minutes dealing with her nosebleed just upon seeing Otto, but the Mist assistant's text had spurred her into action, for the greater glory of herself Team H.O.T.

A second later she had her tranq gun out for emergency purposes only, aiming right for Leon. There were quite a few bodies around Leon so it was questionable exactly where it had actually hit. Then, feeling victorious regardless, the Moon assistant claimed her promised prize, pulling Otto's hoodie right off, the dagger still attached to the hood and everything. With a dreamy sigh, she breathed deeply into the hoodie and ran off, probably to share the spoils with her fellow teammates.