He shuddered at her explanation of what the paper had done. She didn't know how it had done it but what it had done was creepy enough.

"I will have to steer clear of making paper mad. Mad paper doesn't sound very fun at all."

Rainbird then proceeded to get everything packed away but Drew froze as she started to tug the dress off. For one brief second he was distinctly reminded of a certain blonde who'd just shucked off her shirt. Then he noticed she actually had clothes on underneath the dress and breathed a sigh of relief. Of course the shirt had rode up a little but that was easily ignored in the wake of 'omg-is-she-stripping?!'.

"So, uh, what are you going to do next?"

After all, she'd done that weird worship thingy here in the park. Whatever else she did was bound to be just as weird. By comparison he was so normal it hurt!

“Next... hm.” Allison paused a moment as she gathered the ex-sparklers then, once they were all collected, tapped her chin thoughtfully before turning and giving the boy a grin and her conclusion. “I don’t know!” She pulled the backpack on and stretched, settling it on her shoulders. “I could go home, or to the bookstore... I could climb, or get more ink... I just recently managed to find a store that sold glow in the dark and glittering and metallic inks. I think I’ll be having a lot of fun with them.” She tilted her head, considering the boy, then tapped him on the arm, turned, and sprinted away, turning to yell over her shoulder. Or over her backpack, whatever.

“You’re it!”

He blinked. All that oddness and she didn't know what she was going to do next! That...Drew felt a little lost. He listened as she tossed out options for what she might do next. He sort of had hope when she mentioned going to get some more ink. Did she do tattoos? He didn't have any other than those his mutation gave him but he still thought they were pretty cool. Not that he'd ever get one. He'd be too afraid that it would get scarred up. Then she tapped him on the arm and ran off. Drew blinked until he heard the shout.

"Hey!"

Drew sprinted after her. He was no runner but he was pretty darn quick and having long legs was handy sometimes.

"Get back here you!"

He probably looked a fool, chasing after Rainbird like this. For once he didn't care a whit.

Allison laughed at the boy’s shout and kept running. You are finally starting to learn, congratulations. “Catch me if you can!”

Allison swung around a tree and glanced not nearly as far back as she’d have liked to find the boy behind her. Evil tall people. Why can’t running away from them be easier?

She kept right on running and Drew pouted. Oh he wasn't about to let her get away, not at all. But it was sort of annoying that she hadn't listened when he'd shouted to stop. And then taunted him! Grrr!

"When I catch you I'll..I'll..I'll give you to the unripe apple gods! That's what I'll do!"

It was sort of a pathetic threat really but what else was there? Traditional threats didn't seem like they'd have much effect on her. On the bright side he was catching up to her quite nicely. Drew grinned just a little as he saw her round a tree and followed. Rainbird was not going to get away that easily!

Allison’s eyes widened at the boy’s threat and she nearly tripped over a tree root as she spun and stopped. “What? Evil! Don’t you know how evil the unripe apple gods are? Well technically they’re not gods, that’s why they’re evil, but still!” She let her arms wave dramatically around; they added emphasis to the drama. “How could you do something that evil?”

Rainbird's reaction was comical. She very nearly tripped and spun around quick as she could. Her eyes were wide as she babbled about how evil that would be. Her arms waved in the air as she just couldn't seem to believe that he'd do something that evil. Well if it was evil she wanted then he'd oblige. In the hammiest way he knew. Drew came to an easy stop a few feet from her and pulled himself up to his full height so that there wasn't a hint of slouch in his back. He let a wicked grin spring up on his face as he casually walked over to Rainbird.

"How? It's quite simple really. You see, I am the champion of the unripe apple gods. They have bestowed upon me the power to smite the undeserving worshipers of the ripe ones. And now I shall use those powers on you!"

Then Drew laughed. The corniest, most ridiculous evil laugh he could muster. Following this he poked Rainbird right in the middle of the forehead.

"Tag!"

Then he dashed off, laughing as he did so. That was actually pretty fun.

Allison blinked for a moment at the unripe apple champion. His proclamation was... very dramatic. Almost too dramatic. Actually, probably too dramatic.

The came the evil laugh. Definitely too dramatic. Not to mention not evil enough.

The sneaky ninja tag, however, was more than evil enough, and not in the least what Allison had been expecting.

“Wha... but.... Hey! Get back here!” She sprinted after the boy. “Unripe champion! I will avenge the true apple gods!”

Pay no mind to the traumatized-looking mother clutching her laughing six-year-old’s hand as Allison sprinted past....

Drew continued to laugh as he ran. He could hear Rainbird now. Hadn't he just said something nearly identical to her? Get back here indeed. Drew smirked as he ran, changing directions now and then.

"You just try to stop me you worshiper of the ripe devils! I shall destroy your gods and bring them to justice before the Unripe Lords!"

It was like playing a part in a play or something. In that case he could easily act. Besides, this was sort of fun, in a crazy silly way. Drew spied a couple of sticks on the ground and brought himself to a halt, picked them up. They were nice and straight and would do nicely for what he had in mind. He thought back to a similar confrontation in a store. Drew didn't plan on stealing a kiss from this girl however. Once Rainbird caught up he tossed one of the sticks at her feet.

"En garde, worshiper of the ripe devils! We will fight for our Lords' honor!"

Allison paused to blink in confusion at the stick that had been thrown at the ground in front of her, then grabbed for it at the unripe champion’s challenge. There was certainly no way she could turn that down.

Allison jumped back a few feet, grabbed the stick with both hands, and posed. “Then you will fail! The unripe demons can never defeat the true apple gods! ...Wait.”

Allison ran back a few more steps, slid her backpack off, dropped it at the base of a tree, then ran back to where she’d been and posed again. “Now! You shall be defeated, evil unripe one!”

Drew chuckled at her confused expression and then smirked at her call for pause. Rainbird clearly wasn't ready for this fight. He held his stick single-handed in a grip that spoke of overconfidence. He was continuing to ham it up as best he could for Rainbird. A cocky smirk played upon his lips as he settled into a stance in front of Rainbird.

"Then come, little deluded one, and I shall prove to you the error of choosing the ripe ones."

He lunged forward, aiming to tap her on the stomach with the tip of the swordstick. Just as quickly he jumped back, putting distance between them again.

"Give up little one. The ripe devils are no match for the Unripe Lords. Give your loyalty to the Unripe Lords and you will be amply rewarded I assure you."

Drew continued to smirk and tried to stay as far out of Rainbird's reach as possible. No need to let her actually hit him of course.

Allison tried to deflect the unripe champion’s jab. Tried, unfortunately, was the key word: doing so would have required spinning her stick more than a full half circle before his stick reached her. So instead she managed to shift it a bit, and squeaked as it poked her side. At least it hadn't hit exactly where he'd aimed....

Allison scowled at the boy’s offer. Rewarded, ha. As if she’d ever give up the true apple gods for fakes that didn’t even taste good. “Rewarded with blood, maybe. The true apple gods will always prevail! Ha!” She lunged, aiming to hit near the base of his stick and get past him.

He shrugged effortlessly.

"So be it. If you will not forswear your false gods then you will die!"

Drew brought his stick across her in a swatting motion so that her strike went past him harmlessly. He grinned maniacally at her. Drew was just playing it like a part and enjoying it. Being the villain was always fun.

"I am the Champion of the Unripe Lords. Such pathetic action cannot defeat me!"

With that said Drew swung the stick diagonally across his body, gently of course. It didn't really matter who won the little swordstick fight. It was just fun, as she'd pointed out earlier. He was feeling more than a little silly, both for what he was doing and not realizing what she'd meant until now, but he reasoned that it didn't really matter. This was pretty fun, if a little nuts.

Allison’s already-in-place plan to go past the unripe champion, fortunately, allowed her to avoid his next attack, and aim a stick jab at his back. “You’re it! Unripe demons always lose!” She dropped the stick, sprinted around him to get her backpack, and took off at right angles--she thought--to the direction they’d run into the area from. “You’re evil because you’re weak, you inherently can’t win!”

Turning around to stick her tongue out at the unripe champion was so very, very tempting, but unfortunately there were tree roots coming up and sprinting to be done, so that impulse would have to wait for later.

Drew let out a growl at being tricked. Yes an actual growl. It was all in character! Though it might have picked up a little extra oomph from the 'evil because you're weak' remark. That sorta hurt. Though he did remember her saying as much of the Unripes so it wasn't surprising that she'd bring that up. He dropped the stick and sped off after her.

"I can and I shall win! My Unripe Lords give me strength!"

Unfortunately he was starting to wear down a little from all the running. Rainbird seemed fine, which meant she probably ran a lot. He on the other hand was getting tired and a bit winded. Drew didn't run every day after all, only when his life was in danger and there was no one around to protect.

"We shall..."he paused for breath as he gave chase, "not be denied or defeated!"