VAITH FAILED. EPICLY.

HE DIDNT EVEN HIT THE FEAR METER.

THE END.

OK NOT REALLY THE END.

Okay, to be perfectly honest, Vaith wasn't that weak. In fact, he was absolutely sure, and he meant the word "absolutely," that he was going to score an insanely high amount of damage upon hitting that ridiculous fear meter. But no, he had met face flat against the ground, next to the fear meter. Even his familiar, Note, crumpled in defeat next to him. Both dead from shame.

THEY WOULD HAVE SCORED HIGH IF THEY HAD HIT JACKDAMNIT.

Vaith and familiar versus fear meter. Their score? Vaith didn't even want to admit that it was a clear zero. A very obvious and symmetrical zero that was almost blindingly treacherous in it's perfect symmetry. His voice was muffled as he spoke, considering that the reaper was practically breathing Amytiville gravel as he spoke. A muffled groan of frustration came from the yellow piles on the ground. The piles turned out to be a crumpled up reaper and a crumpled up familiar, both lying on the ground like it was their own personal carpet-fitted floor. Vaith's wings and tail slowly retracted inwards, the result of their "merging" becoming undone, unraveling to reveal the reaper's usual wingless and tail-less form.

"I guess we haven't gotten the hang of partnering up yet. Was it my timing that was off or yours?" Even though his tone was casual, both of them could catch the implicit and distinct feeling behind it. Passing blame. It was about as subtle as a brich on one's hand. Suspicious and identical pairs of red eyes lifted slightly to meet each other.

A pale hand reached out to pint towards the black and yellow familiar.

A black and yellow claw pointed towards the undignified reaper.

Who needed dignity?

The reaper and noise dragon's mouth opened, as if to argue.. until they decided mutually to just silence themselves. The effort it took to argue a redundant point was going to drain of them of any they had left, only leaving behind chagrin and disgrace. Rolling over in aggravation, Vaith moved his hands across the gravel, curling his arms over her eyes in frustration. "Okay, we both messed up our timing. Even after spending time together for an entire year, we've still got a long way to go. But I dont think that warrants us falling head-first next to the fear meter."

Vaith and his noise familiar once again, grumbled in agreement. Vaith knew he was bad at tests but he didn't ever once think he was this bad. This taught him a lesson. One he never wanted to face .. Perhaps he really should school more. Ugh. Ugggggh, that was a thought he never wanted to face. With another sigh, he planted himself back, face-first.

Now, one had to ask, was their failure due to their timing or was it .. the branch that had nobody had noticed? Maybe their timing had been perfect after all. Or not.

... neutral

THE WORLD WOULD NEVER KNOW.