Pokora and I were staring at each other.
We both moved our hands at the same time.
I chose scissors.
She chose rock.
"Fuck," I muttered. "Again."
She chuckled and gave me a shit-eating grin.
We moved our hands.
I picked rock.
She picked scissors.
"Get fucking shit on," I laughed.
"So competitive," she sighed and shook her head.
"All in good fun," I assured her with a smile.
"Oi, oi, oi," someone called from our right. "What's all this then?"
We turned to the voice and saw a male Dwarf Watcher walking towards us followed by seven officers.
The group reached us and the Dwarf looked around, then up at me. "Lady Natasha," he greeted me. "Everything alright?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
I raised my eyebrows in confusion. "Did something happen?" I probed.
The Dwarf nodded and replied, "A nearby Pylon detected tier three skills being used around this area. We came to check and found you, Lady Natasha," he gave a glance at Pokora, "and Lady Pokh'Orra."
