Argo sits staring out to sea. Suddenly a messenger arrives from Slackton delivering the news that Leo has said he is waiting for me to attack.
I return a message that I have made a move. It is now up to him.Considering he has planned for weeks and bragged he will bring his THUNDER, she is disappointed he hasnt even turned up. Oh except for the Insight.
Argo waits. And waits. Another messenger shortly arrives and gives Argo a fancy scroll. Her eyes quint as she blinks trying to believe what she is seeing.
Leo's request that no port no nation voodoo be used was respected. However, the words on this scroll change everything for now Argo can invite Leo once more to parry. She does. He does not. He prefers to laze on the beach meditating in Akrotiri,swatting flies, (lord knows why they swarm around him) rather than turn up to the fight he pushed for, worked on for weeks to bring the THUNDER and bragged about. Argo hopes he has at least one good move as she realises he prob only has one chance and cannot mess it up.
But still nothing. Looking at the paper in her hand...dare she? Still nothing from leo. 10 props Chalkos. Argo listen for the flak. Silence.
10 Prop Neapolis..... Still nothing.
Argo sighs and resumes her seat. Legs dangling over the side of the dock she takes a lump of bread and some cheese from her bag and settles in for lunch. She thinks..'..maybe...the thunder will come...If it does...and it smashes me...the wait will have been worth it"