Lost Creek Hollow cause everybody plays the beautiful game while out in brazil

the look of suggestion and confusion (though more the first) confused terance himself -- but a good number of things did, so no one should be surprised. he ran it over in his head a few times in the time she allotted him before he realized that, oh, there was... a double meaning... to that... right. well, that's not what he meant but if that's what this turned into then, i mean, let's face it, he wouldn't be upset. 

she'd given him enough time to process (just barely enough) -- thank god, she knew him all too well -- and then came at him. 

terance intercepted her attack with  bit of a rush, since he was just on the cusp of fully grasping her silent question -- but all the same. his head fell swiftly as he anticipated the blow from her that he knew he wasn't fast enough to dodge. treason was a fun match because, despite terance's size, treason was also quite the hunk. both were, as the saying goes, big bodies. as treason collided with him, terance held most of his ground, taking a few expected footsteps back and also what i can only assume were a few well-aimed chomps from treason. ouch. 

when the space between them closed, terance took the opportunity to get a few of his own snaps in, aiming mostly for shoulders and scruff.