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# 9 6 0 8 4 9 // O U T F I T
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# 5 C 2 8 3 6 // O U T F I T

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Brainiac, very original.

Maya sighed but gave no other clear indication that the word has a meaning of which she doesn't like very much. Its common use as a mocking word. Oh well, she couldn't logically fault him for something he didn't know. Besides, coming from him it sounded much more like a compliment, as far as she can tell there's nothing mocking in his tone.

"Maya." she didn't quite smile, but the look she gives him is close enough. As he turned to follow Reagan she quickly caught up. She could hit the big house after getting some armor, and she knew if she missed the chance to get some help she'd feel stupid, and she really detested feeling that way. Plus, she isn't sure how violent this will get. She has some idea, but no experience.

"I assume you haven't been claimed?" She catches up with Ezra to ask and isn't sure if she's being abrasive by doing so, he hadn't even known what Chiron is so she had her doubts as to his knowledge concerning his parent. Maya herself had learned not long ago the truth of her birth mother, and even while making the journey to camp she had her own ideas as to who hers happened to be. Being claimed had been a quiet rush, and it had happened fairly quickly after arriving. She's faintly curious about the others, she knows of course to whom Reagan, Cassidy, and Lexa belongs to. It would be hard not to know after all when they were all senior members of the camp. But Ezra and the other newcomer, Beckett, they were enigmas thus far.

~*~

"Boy... We both know I can take you with my hands tied behind my back."

"Har, har," He rolled his eyes playfully. She won't be so confident once the games over. Their conversation had taken an odd turn but, that is not so unusual with them, there is rarely a time when things do not end up straying into the territory of weird. Though he would have rather not dealt with any of the other campers being there at all. Lexa is a pain in the ass on a good day, and he doesn't know the baby campers well enough to judge them. He takes the high road when they dissolve into a cheap argument, though he can't help but to cackle out "Shots fired!" When Lexa calls Rae a dolphin - honestly, what a low blow. He started getting antsy then, inactivity mixed with excitement at the bet placed between himself and Rae. He still hadn't thought about the favor he would ask of her, he had to make it an good one, something she wouldn't otherwise do for him anyway.

"Anyone on the red team can come with me if you so, please. Otherwise, I'm sure Cassidy can babysit you until the match starts. I have to go grab something from the Big House." nope, not happening. "Nuh-uh, Run along ducklings, I'm no babysitter." he motioned towards the retreating forms of Reagan and Lexa. Turns out he didn't actually have to say anything at all since the jumpy girl and one of the new boys went ahead and followed Reagan towards the armory. He looked down at his own clothes, the thin material wouldn't do well in battle. Even though he relied on dirty tactics more than outright combat. He didn't fancy getting hurt out there. Self-destructive tendencies be damned he still has his pride.

"Wait up," He brought up the rear behind the baby campers, posture relaxed as he strolled towards the armory. He didn't offer anything else as far as a conversation goes but kept his gaze forward.