The Libarby

[Chase Delacroix]

"Let's go find her then," he said with a nod, "Protecting you is a better use of my abilities than trying to punch giant larcenous robots."

[Basil Benson]

Basil looked at his friend as they moved.

"You know I'm not completely helpless right?"

[Chase Delacroix]

"I know that. It's just... well, I have combat training. That's all."

[Basil Benson]

"Mmmmmm." Basil smirked sidelong at his cohort.

"And yet, I'm the one who had to impress upon you the importance of stealth and Not hitting every creature that comes near you just today in the last twenty minutes.

Tell me Chase are you deliberately ignoring instructions Ms.Kinney likely schooled you on, or are you too lost in her eyes to pay attention to your lessons?"

[Chase Delacroix]

"You only had to remind me to be sneaky once," he countered defensively. Someone had their serious pants on today.

[Basil Benson]

Basil did what a Basil do.

He let it go.

As they made their way through the carpet jungle, Basil would every ten minutes or so climb into one of the 'trees to make certain they hadn't gotten turned around .