There was a loud hoot outside the door that shook Tony Jayde from his light sleep. The boy threw an angry snarl into the air, yelling muffledly, "Who the fuck is it?" Liex smiled. Who else would be stupid enough to hoot around while Tony was trying to sleep? "It's Erik, he said, "Want me to let him in?" Tony settled back into his bed. "No."
Liex stood up and opened the door.
Immediately, a tall, yelling, russet-headed kid was on his back and putting him in a headlock, and another with pale hair grabbed him around his belly and knocked him to the ground. Liex laughed, his huge voice uproarious as he took hold of both boys and pinned them with not much effort to the ground. Oris snickered darkly from where he watched on his bunk. "What, Jaydes, you be stupid or something? You don't don't try to jump Liex `less he be high on a pound of anaesthesia, that's what." Adam and Erik stopped and stared at Oris with confusion in face. It was always hard to tell when that man was aiming to insult or just poking fun- his eyes stayed ominous no matter what his mood. Liex stood up, punching Adam playfully in the gut as he went. The boy crumpled in pain and Erik tore out laughing insanely, Kevo coming over with a hand to help both boys onto their feet. "How's Hydra?"
The last traces of pain disappeared from Adam's features and he clapped Erik on his back. "Haha, man, you tell them." Erik smiled, crooning, "Aw, Gad, Jayde, lemme tell ya- we's gots ladies up in there, we's gots some hot roooomieeees." He fell into a frenzied description of the amazon chick Tiena and the brunette anime Roxy, and Tony was suddenly awake enough to punch his brother and demand, "Hell, brah, that ain't fair! Trade rooms with me, come on. Hell, it's not like you would be able to pimp up on them, anyways."
Oris snorted. "Please, brah, you don't pimp. Bryo's a pimp. On some occasions, Liex and Davn are pimps. You, my brother, are an asshole." At this, Tony laughed arrogantly. "Hell, you know it, Gandhi. I could get more bellas with my cock chopped off than you ever would if you had three of them all waggin around like fucking flags." There was no mistaking the calm menace in Oris's voice now. "Keep talking like that and you are gonna lose your dick, you ho."
Kevo watched as the two tensed up; he felt Erik and Adam grow wary beside him. His hand extended to the boys, his voice mesmerizing and calm as he interceded, "Oris, Tony. How about you each hold out your pricks and both of you can chop the other's off? But if Ryan has your asses because your testosterone don't put out in battle anymore, don't be blamin anything but your dicks. Now come on. You wanna go see the others? They're in Wolf, we can go get them and kick each other's asses in the sims."
Even Tony listened to Kevo, everyone always did. The man wasted no time on unnecessary foolishness; it only did harm, and Kevo was never one whose priorites were lightly trifled with. The six boys filed out of the Cell and in a few minutes were at Wolf Barracks' door.